"You dare to underestimate me, die!"
The man in black, watching three blood darts shoot towards Ye Xuan's back, couldn't help but feel secretly delighted. In his eyes, what was Ye Xuan but a nouveau riche with no background who dared to look down on him?
As the blood darts struck from behind, Ye Xuan didn't stop but continued to walk forward. It was just as the darts were about to hit his back that he finally lightly swatted them away with his right palm.
The sound of a dragon's roar echoed through the air as a dragon-shaped palm force swept out, instantly blocking the three blood darts and reflecting them back.
Boom!
With no time to dodge, the dragon-shaped palm force, mingled with the three blood darts, slammed viciously into the man in black, piercing his heart with the darts.
His body hit the ground, eyes bulging, dead with unseeing eyes.
Hiss!
