In an instant, Ye Youpeng's aura turned incredibly cold and chilling, as if he had frozen the air itself in a flash!!
Although Ye Youpeng was much weaker than Ye Haoyu, he was still extremely powerful.
"Kid, I'll give you a count of three, and within these three counts, if you can kneel in front of me like a dog and beg for mercy, I'll leave you with a whole corpse. Of course, you have a second choice, and that is to be torn to pieces by me!" Ye Youpeng stared at Chu Mo, smiling with a cruel smirk.
However, Chu Mo's face remained extremely calm, completely ignoring Ye Youpeng.
But the calmer Chu Mo appeared, the more irked Ye Youpeng became.
"Kid, now, I start the countdown!"
"One!"
Ye Youpeng counted down, full of amusement, as he stared at Chu Mo.
"Heh, you idiotic thing!"
However, Chu Mo couldn't be bothered to waste time with Ye Youpeng.
The next second, Chu Mo burst out shouting.
"Divine Dragon Fist!"
"Divine Dragon Fist!"
"Divine Dragon Fist!"
