"You..." Long Xiaoyao immediately snorted coldly at those words. "Such a sharp-tongued little brat. Do you really think we're afraid of you?"
Huo Yuhao's insults toward him stirred no ripples in his heart.
But he could not tolerate Huo Yuhao insulting Ye Xishui. Ye Xishui was his everything, his life, his light.
She was someone he would protect even at the cost of his life, the only beautiful thing in his heart.
Ye Xishui had practically become his obsession.
His love for Ye Xishui had changed, no longer merely ordinary love.
He only wanted to possess Ye Xishui, to have everything about her all to himself.
Although Ye Xishui had never accepted him all these years, nor even been together with him, he had simply been fawning over her one-sidedly.
Yet as long as he could stay beside Ye Xishui and see her every day, Long Xiaoyao felt happy.
He would not allow anyone to destroy this, nor allow anyone to tarnish Ye Xishui's image in his heart.
So when Huo Yuhao said those words, Long Xiaoyao decided he would not leave today.
He would kill Huo Yuhao before leaving.
Those two mysterious powerhouses might be strong, but Huo Yuhao was only a Soul Saint. In his eyes, Huo Yuhao was undoubtedly utter trash.
Someone at that level could be crushed with one hand.
Once top-level powerhouses unleashed their full strength in battle, changes occurring in an instant were crucial. They could not be certain of stopping him from killing a Soul Saint.
For a Limit Douluo, nothing in this world was impossible. Killing Huo Yuhao would be effortless.
Long Xiaoyao had already realized that Huo Yuhao had never intended to let them leave. In that case, they would fight.
And if Long Xiaoyao thought this way, Ye Xishui felt