Chapter 1149: Forming a Soccer Team
"Is that so?"
Ye Luo’s lips curled into a cold smirk, his eyes slightly squinting as he moved in an instant, bursting out.
"Be careful!"
Just as Ye Luo moved, the faces of those two elders changed drastically, and they shouted, rushing over. However, the next second, they saw a black figure stand in front of them.
Following that, an overwhelming force swept through, and the two strong experts from the Three Emperors Sect, with the strength of the ninth level of Hua Yuan Realm, were sent flying out, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting blood, with expressions of sheer terror on their faces.
At this moment, Ye Luo’s body also instantly appeared in front of Murong Yu, his right hand swiftly grabbing his throat.
Murong Yu, with the strength of the fifth level of Hua Yuan Realm, seemed like a child in front of Ye Luo and had no power to resist as he was caught.
"You..."
Murong Yu’s pupils dilated, a look of shock appearing in his eyes as he looked at Ye Luo, his hands trying to struggle. But Ye Luo’s hand exerted a little more strength, turning his face red, his eyes filled with pain, and his struggling hands ceased.
"Weren’t you the one who said I couldn’t kill you? What do you think now?"
Ye Luo stared coldly at Murong Yu.
"I... am a disciple of the Three Emperors Sect, if you kill... me... the Three Emperors Sect will definitely not let you go..."