"Suicide?"
Hearing this, Jian Wushuang couldn't help but laugh as if he had heard a funny joke.
The next moment.
After Jian Wushuang laughed, he looked at Yin Yang Divine Lord and said in disdain, "Who the hell are you two, are you even worthy of me killing myself?"
The moment he said that, Yin Divine Lord and Yang Divine Lord turned pale.
"You've got guts, boy!"
"Blood Sword, you deserve to die!!"
Yin Divine Lord and Yin Divine Lord shouted sternly.
Then, the two of them waved their hands and shouted, "Black-armored guards, kill!"
Boom! Boom!
Two groups of Ultimate Rulers, wearing black armor and heavy helmets and holding long axes, rushed in from outside the hall.
"Kill!"
A muffled sound came from the two teams of black armored guards.
