The one who acted was naturally Li Yifei. He tightly twisted Sang Ye's other arm, the one he had just broken.
With his other hand, Li Yifei had already grabbed Sang Ye by the neck. His hand was like a powerful pincer, clamping down on Sang Ye's neck. Sang Ye suddenly found it hard to breathe, feeling as if his neck could be snapped at any moment, and his face flushed red.
Xu Shanshan's expression softened as she put down the sword in her hand. Meanwhile, Li Yifei, clutching the other's neck, asked coldly, "You've thought quite a bit."
"I..." Sang Ye sensed the killing intent emanating from the other, a strong murderous aura enveloping him, but he couldn't utter a word.
Suddenly, Sang Ye felt a sharp pain in his other arm, accompanied by the sound of cracking in his ears. It was Li Yifei who had directly broken his other arm as well.
