"Only you two left—a woman and a little brat."
"Trash!"
"I'll finish you both off at once!"
The Evil Soul Master at the Soul Emperor level gathered his Soul Power and was about to strike, but suddenly his mouth twisted into a grin.
He had thought of a more entertaining way.
He looked at Ye Guyi and Chen Mo and said, "I'll give you a chance. My teammate accidentally died in that free-for-all just now (in fact, he had stabbed his teammate in the back), so I'm short a teammate. You two fight one-on-one. Whoever wins gets to be my teammate."
"Pah! Dream on!"
"Look at that face of yours—a pointed mouth, monkey cheeks, and an ass growing on your head. Ugly as sin. One look tells me you're no good."
"You think you deserve a teammate?"
"Let me tell you, we'll be the ones left standing at the end of this fight."
Chen Mo immediately fired back with razor-sharp words.
As for Ye Guyi.
Though she said nothing, her actions made her stance clear.
She slashed at him.
"You don't know a favor when you see one. Fine, then I'll slaughter you!"
The Soul Guidance Evil Soul Master dodged the attack, thick black mist pouring from his body.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—six Soul Rings settled beneath his feet.
The sixth Soul Ring flashed.
Terrifying Soul Power gathered in his hands.
"Sixth Soul Skill—Tyrannical Blood Reaper!"
A scarlet skull appeared in midair.
Faced with the Soul Emperor Evil Soul Master's sixth Soul Skill unleashed at full power.
Ye Guyi's palms began to sweat slightly.
"Yiyi, no more wasting words on him. Let's use our ultimate move!"
Chen Mo had already switched to his second Martial Soul, while his left hand had finished gathering Light Energy Aggregation.
Ye Guyi