"Pfft! Ahhhhh...!"
In an instant, Yan Chong spat out a gush of blood, his entire person almost screaming madly.
"Elder Bai! He crippled my Dantian! He actually dared to truly cripple my Dantian! Is Yan Chong crippled? Has Yan Chong really become crippled? Aaaaaaah...!"
Yan Chong's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, his once perfect and handsome face now completely twisted together, looking extremely ferocious and horrifying.
His unwilling and resentful gaze fixed firmly on Zhu Fei not far away, his mouth filled with venomous hate:
"Elder Bai, kill him for me! You must kill him! No! Better yet, capture him alive! I will surely flay his skin and pull his tendons! I'll make him endure all the cruel tortures of this world to vent the hatred in my heart!"
Clearly, in this moment, Yan Chong was nearly driven to madness. His mental state had also completely descended into utter insanity.
