"Well done!"
Upon hearing Mo Donglai praise Tang Yi for taking revenge on his behalf, Xu Xianyun, who was being forcibly held down to the ground by Tang Yi, immediately became uncontrollably furious.
"Mo Donglai, you just wait, I will definitely kill you!"
Although Xu Xianyun's strength was vastly inferior to Tang Yi's, he was confident that he would one day take revenge against Tang Yi, his so-called cousin, and settle today's score.
"You dare threaten my big cousin right in front of me?"
Tang Yi snorted coldly.
Crackle!
A harsh scraping noise sounded again as the Original Martial Soul suddenly yanked, and Xu Xianyun, still pressed firmly under the palm, was once again dragged on the ground, creating another bloody streak.
This time, the streak was even more bloody and striking, with bits of flesh mixed in with the blood.
