Seeing Xiao Ye actually reaching out with his bare hands to grab his weapon, Zhu Shaogong was slightly stunned, then a rather delicate face filled with a sinister expression.
Xiao Ye, you really underestimate him!
In the Ice and Snow Palace, he is at least at the peak among the young generation, with strength comparable to the Young Palace Master Huang Taiji, and has been valued by the Sect elders. Now Xiao Ye wants to take his weapon with bare hands, which is simply an insult!
Even the Four Great Emperor's Sons of the undefeated myth of the Central State would not dare to do such a thing.
"Then I'll cut off your hands, so you won't have to participate in tomorrow's sitting and discussing martial arts with Emperor Wu Di!" Zhu Shaogong shouted, and the ice-blue longsword in his hand burst out with an icy cold sword light, possessing the momentum of an Emperor Weapon, transforming into a cold Sword Qi storm, ravaging towards Xiao Ye.
Boom boom boom!
