"Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The Asura King screamed, his shrill cry cut through the sky and reached everyone's ears. His arm had been cut off and blood spurted out like a fountain. However, although one arm had been cut off, he reacted in the next moment and wanted to catch the two children who were falling down with his other arm.
He knew very well that the two children were his life-saving talisman. As long as they were in his hands, no matter what he did to Xuanyuan Mo Ze and Feng Jiu, they wouldn't dare to resist at all!
However, just as he stretched his hand out to grab the two children, he felt an icy murderous breath slashing down which forced him to retract his hand and retreat quickly to avoid it.
But just after he avoided the attack, Xuanyuan Mo Ze struck again. As he watched the terrifying world destroying breath that was coming towards him, he felt a pang of regret in his heart.