Tang Mo did not lower his voice at all when he spoke, and all those present were emperor-level warriors, so they all heard these extremely arrogant words clearly.
Fu Yunxiu chuckled, "Very insightful."
The sinister old man's face was as gloomy as water, "You ignorant youngster." The aura of the middle-level emperor warrior slowly rose, and in a breath, it formed a three-way confrontation with Tang Mo and Fu Yunxiu.
The old man's eyes flashed with surprise, but he didn't take it seriously. Momentum does not represent combat effectiveness. He said in a deep voice: "Remember, the one who killed you is me, Pei Huaiyin."
As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Huaiyin's hand flashed with a dark light, and he put on a pair of black gloves. He gently squeezed them, and cracks appeared in the surrounding space.
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