With a crisp "crack," the longsword in Huangfu qingjue's hand broke into two. His legs went soft and he knelt on the ground.
"Hahahaha, Huangfu qingjue, now you know how to kneel. It's useless even if you kneel and beg for mercy. After I kill the woman you love in front of you, I'll bring you back to the gods race's space and have you and your mother kneel before me to die, to pay tribute to my son's soul in heaven." Huangfu Shiyuan laughed crazily.
"Huangfu Shiyuan, you think too highly of yourself. Even if I die, I won't kneel and beg for mercy from someone like you. " Just as his knees were about to touch the ground, a cold light appeared in Huangfu qingjue's hand. He tapped the ground heavily and Huangfu qingjue stood up once again.