Ye Ling slowly raised his head, his eyes cold and indifferent as he looked into the eyes of the man in the blue robe and suddenly smiled, "You lost!"
"No!" The man in the blue robe's face changed drastically, as the shadow of death enveloped him.
It made him feel suffocated, as if an invisible giant hand was silently snatching away his life.
"Impossible, I don't believe you defeated me!" The man in the blue robe roared in madness, unwilling to accept this reality!
With all his strength, the man in the blue robe tried to break free, but the next second, a broadsword pierced directly through his arm, pinning it firmly to the ground.
Blood continuously flowed, as the man in the blue robe's face twisted in pain, his eyes filled with resentment, fiercely staring at Ye Ling.
"I won't give up!" the man in the blue robe screamed madly, his voice filled with profound resentment.
