"Ye Xiao! You and I will never see the day of peace!" Wu Fa crazily shouted, with his eyes wide open.
"Come on. You told the same joke too many times. A joke becomes boring when it is told too many times. Will you treat me well if I didn't kill your brother? Shut up. It is not funny at all!"
Ye Xiao sneered.
Wu Fa rushed over to Ye Xiao like a madman with the long hairs swaying like water plants under the sea. The extremely dark qi kept emitting from his eyes. The muscle on his shoulder where the arm hadn't grown out yet kept wriggling. The next moment, the arm grew back from nothing.
However, it was thoroughly dark-colored, even the skin!
It was the Great Art of Demon!
He had made a perfect move of the Great Art of Demon.
He didn't want to use such an extreme martial art to have his arm back, because wherever the wound healed, it became dark-colored. It was definitely not human flesh.