Jin Shengming's neck and forehead veins bulged, and the bones in his body were squeezed to the point of cracking!
He felt it wasn't just a palm pressing down on him, but as if countless mountains were bearing down, leaving him unable to move!
"Won't you admit defeat yet?"
Yang Luo's eyes were cold, and he asked with a resonant voice.
"I am the Golden Winged First Peng King, I will never easily concede to you!!!"
Jin Shengming let out a deafening roar, desperately struggling, trying to break free from the bind!
But no matter how he struggled, he simply couldn't break free!
Blood gushed from his mouth, and his golden armor repeatedly shattered, with large areas of his skin tearing apart, continuously spurting blood!
Yet, he still didn't yield; instead, he roared wildly in defiance!
Bujie clicked his tongue and said, "I must say, this guy is quite the man; even in this state, he still won't admit defeat!
Far more spirited than his useless brother Jin Shengpeng!"
