Having him hand over the three of the seven Ancient Evil Weapons, especially the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear, was absolutely impossible. Even if he were to hand them over, he knew there would be no escape for him.
"If I give them, you'll kill me; if I don't give them, you'll kill me. Naturally, I won't let you have it easy, and besides, I also want to know what it feels like to have nothing left of me."
Ye Mo coldly smiled as he directly stored the Heavenly Snare Blood Spear into his field.
"Very good."
Yuwen Changfeng coldly uttered two words, and as he waved his arm, the entire space shook, like waves crashing into each other, layering upon layers of space waves, continuously undulating in the air.
At this moment, everyone could feel a powerful pressure, like an awakening, making it hard to breathe, especially Ye Mo. This feeling was even more intense, because Yuwen Changfeng's move was aimed directly at him.
