To be grabbed by the neck and cursed at right to one's face—who could endure such humiliation?
Yang Yuan was fuming with rage.
"Ahhh! Xu Yang, I'll kill you!"
BOOM!
He struggled madly. The immortal essence within his body roared, making him look as if he were about to explode.
"Hmph!"
Xu Yang let out a cold snort, and the invisible Heaven-Locking Divine Chain descended to suppress him.
THUD!
Yang Yuan's immortal essence fell into chaos. Blood sprayed from his orifices in a miserable display.
SLAP!
Xu Yang showed no mercy, delivering a harsh slap across his face.
This time, he was determined to teach Yang Yuan a lesson. Although these petty tricks couldn't threaten him, they were highly annoying.
"Next time, you'd better just kill me directly," Xu Yang warned coldly. "Otherwise, you'd better pray I don't find out."
SLAP!
SLAP!
