Ye Chen coldly raised the Slaughter Sword and looked at Mo Xue Ming, his gaze deep and filled with killing intent. "Mo Xue Ming, a year from today, I will burn incense for you!"
"You're too arrogant!" Mo Xue Ming burst into anger; the Asura Netherworld Array was broken, he couldn't hide anymore and could only fight to the death.
With his entire body filled with Asura Qi, Mo Xue Ming's exploded Asura Armor condensed once again, but this time the aura on the Asura Armor was completely different. Endless Hongmeng Aura flowed upon it, even carrying a hint of the power of origin.
At the same time, boundless killing intent also gathered on the Asura Armor, Mo Xue Ming's power surged instantaneously, his head's Asura Horn shone with dark light, and his entire momentum exploded completely, like a god of slaughter exterminating the ancient times, violently invincible.
"Ye Chen! Thank you!" Mo Xue Ming looked at Ye Chen and sneered coldly.
