Three years ago, a group of mysterious people annihilated the Ye family. He survived by luck but was thrown into prison, where by chance, he became the disciple of five masters...
Three years...
Ye Yigu gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on!
A sinister, mocking smile crept across Yang Xuan's lips!
How dare an ant talk back to me!
How dare they disregard my authority!
He wanted to use his overwhelming strength to completely crush Ye Yigu's mentality and make him never recover!
Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters!
The terrifying pressure felt as if Ye Yigu's bones were about to fall apart.
But he still stared coldly into Yang Xuan's eyes, as if he were defying him!
"As expected of Ye Xiaofeng's son, Ye Yigu!"
"With such a mindset, if he doesn't die, he will surely achieve great things in the future!"
"What a pity! His surname is Ye!"
"These people will definitely not let Ye Yigu go!" Everyone looked at him with pity.
They were all deeply moved by Ye Yigu's spirit!
Twenty meters! Ten meters!
Finally! Ye Yigu could no longer support his body!
With a snap! His kneecap broke, actually crushed by the terrifying force of the pressure.
That internal force felt like it was going to crush him into a pile of minced meat.
Strands of blood flowed from the corner of Ye Yigu's mouth!
But his eyes remained resolute, neither humble nor arrogant, and fearless of death!
Kill me!
"You old geezer!"
"Go ahead and kill me if you dare!" Ye Yigu smiled and cursed at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan's expression changed completely; no one had ever dared to insult him like this before.
You want to die! But I won't let you die!
"I'm going to torture you to death, step by step!"
Ye Fan, Ye Canglan, and the others beside him all looked at Ye Yigu with admiration. They were already lying on the ground, motionless.
Only Ye Yigu was kneeling, but his body was still raised high.