Then, his figure suddenly rushed forward like a ghost.
"Shit!!! It's your honor to be in the same exam hall as me. A martial artist must not only have backbone but also brains!"
"Turtle bastard Divine Son, I'm afraid of pain, but I'm not afraid of death!!"
The martial artist hugged Xuan Yan's body tightly.
"You insignificant thing, you actually deceived me. Do you think you can harm me??"
"With your combat strength, what can you do??"
Xuan Yan was enveloped by a sense of deception and humiliation at this moment. He looked at the martial artist who was gripping him tightly, and thousands of torturous methods flashed through his mind.
"Hehe, not listening!!" However, at this moment, the martial artist made a funny face, and then...
Gulu~
Cracks rapidly spread around his body, and True Qi continuously circulated around his body through those cracks.
True Qi reversed and compressed the body's orifices; he was going to...
"Self-destruct!"
