"How do you find this piece of trash now?"
Ye Xuan's expression remained cold and detached as he spoke slowly and clearly.
Mo Tongfeng was directly held in Ye Xuan's grasp.
No one had seen clearly what had just happened.
Just moments ago, Mo Yunchui and Mo Tongfeng had clashed with a palm strike that shook the heavens and the earth. Following that, Mo Tongfeng aggressively struck down, intending to kill Mo Yunchui instantly—but then things had changed to what they were now.
The shock of everyone was still lingering from the impact of Mo Yunchui repelling Mo Tongfeng with a single palm.
Even though Mo Yunchui was known as the Eastern Desolate Demon Slaughter and was incredibly formidable, he was still somewhat inferior compared to Mo Tongfeng.
That Mo Yunchui could repel Mo Tongfeng with a single palm was shocking enough.
Yet in a blink of an eye, the situation had turned into what it was now.
"That guy..."
"Could it really be that Mr. Ye?!"
