"Kid, I had to admit, you really had guts. Even now, you still dared to make a move against me."
Though he was currently in an utterly undignified state, held aloft by the throat in Ling Yun's grip, Qin Wei's expression remained incomparably calm, without the slightest trace of anger.
He even had the leisure to dust off his somewhat rumpled clothes as he gazed at Ling Yun with amusement.
"Setting aside whether you have the ability to kill me, even if I let you kill me, would you dare?"
"When that time comes, neither your friends nor your family will be spared by the Demon Suppression Division."
Ling Yun was completely unmoved by his words. He merely stared at him with icy eyes.
"Tell me why you suddenly attacked me. Perhaps I can still leave you an intact corpse!"
Yet Qin Wei merely gave a disdainful sneer. "There's no reason. I just felt like looking at you. Are you satisfied with that reason?"
"Since you refuse to talk, then die!"
As his words fell, Ling Yun's arm instantly swelled by a full circle, several veins coiling around it like horned dragons.
Under that terrifying grip, even Qin Wei's neck began to emit groans of unbearable strain.
His entire neck started to deform, as if it would be completely crushed in the next instant.
"Damn it! Let go of our captain!" The surrounding Demon Suppression Envoys finally came to their senses and launched their attacks with furious roars.
Yet whether it was corrosion, poison gas, or all manner of strange and bizarre abilities, they landed on Ling Yun like scratches from an itch. They could not even harm a single hair on his body.
Only the attacks of those three Seven-Star Demon Suppression Envoys could still have some effect on