Ye Chen suddenly turned around. His body began emitting a dense demonic aura, and it was as if the Grim Reaper had descended.
Mo Ning wanted to remind Ye Chen that even though he was very powerful, the Huang family was not to be trifled with, and that the burly man's gloves were very strange.
If they really fought, Ye Chen would definitely be at a disadvantage.
"Be careful."
She could not help but say those words, albeit very quietly, like a mosquito.
Ye Chen simply walked toward Huang Lingcheng and only stopped when he was ten meters away.
"You injured my brother. I'll give you two choices. First, self-destruct."
"The second option is to be crushed by me and die."
Ye Chen could sense that both of them were Daoyuan realm experts, perhaps around the third or fourth level.
Within this batch of geniuses who had entered the Blood Spirit Secret Realm, they could already be considered experts who stood out among their peers.
