In the midst of Yan Yijun's pig-like screams, Ye Zhen merely glanced slightly, and the same black spirit ropes simultaneously wrapped around the bodies of Yan Yijun and his two companions, swiftly tightening.
The three screamed in terror, looking at Ye Zhen as if seeing a stranger.
Especially Yan Yijun, who even had the impulse to rub his eyes.
This Ye Zhen in front of him must be terrifying, dealing with them without even moving a hand!
Now, Yan Yijun truly believed that Ye Zhen had the ability to easily handle a Seventh Stage Establishment King.
But it was already too late.
As the black spirit ropes tightened, they dug deep into their flesh, and the sound of bones breaking echoed continuously, with blood spurting wildly.
He felt his strength rapidly leaving his body...
