Upon hearing Ye Xunhuan's words, the black-clad man's face was completely taken over by a look of horror: "You... you're not human..."
Ye Xunhuan bared his teeth in a smile, "Bingo, you guessed right. I am indeed not human, I am a god, the God of Death who controls your fate!"
As his voice fell, Ye Xunhuan suddenly exerted his strength, gripping the shoulders of the man in white!
"Crack!"
A sound of bones shattering instantly echoed as he completely disabled the arm of the man in white. The agonizing pain caused the man in white to immediately let out a painful howl.
Earlier, when Ye Xunhuan had grabbed his shoulder, the man in white began to struggle, but he didn't expect at all that he couldn't break free from Ye Xunhuan's grip.
Ye Xunhuan's hand was like a vise, locked tight, giving no chance for the man in white to break free. Now, he had completely crushed his shoulder!
