"The girl's realm isn't much to speak of, but her eye power is indeed notable. It's a pity you're a Xia Citizen, otherwise, you would have the qualifications to be an honored guest of the He Mao family."
He Mao Ichiro chuckled as he spoke to Ye Qingci.
"Nice words, but even if I were willing, would you dare to keep me?"
"The daughter of Ye Wujiang, I truly wouldn't dare to keep you in my house. But just because I don't dare to keep you, doesn't mean I wouldn't dare to kill you," He Mao Ichiro said as the words fell from his lips, and with a raise of his hand, he threw two more punches towards Ye Qingci from a distance.
Two punches swung through the air, yet huge shadows appeared in the sky, the momentum of the fists like mountains, the immense pressure pinning Ye Qingci's form firmly in place.
She couldn't dodge!
Without the energy lock of a cultivator or the powerful binding of divine sense, the blow from the Martial Arts Emperor seemed plainly all brawn and no finesse.
