"Hahaha, is this the number one warrior of yesteryears? Tsk tsk, still the protector of the Demon Sovereign. So, do you want to kneel and worship me as if I were the Demon Sovereign, hoping I'll spare your life?"
With both shame and anger in his heart, Mo HeSha looked at He Luotu filled with mockery and sarcastically ridiculed, "Come, come, let me see if you can worship me comfortably. If you can kneel down well, I'll spare your life today!"
Mo HeSha's words caused the faces of the martial artists behind him to show wrath one by one.
Although they had already betrayed the Demon Sovereign at this time, they all grew up bathed in the glory of the Demon Sovereign. To them, the betrayal was compelled, after all, they had to survive.
But now, Mo HeSha had the nerve to use the Demon Sovereign to jest, this was something they could not and would not accept.
At this moment, they all had a mind filled with thoughts of killing Mo HeSha, but they dared not act rashly against him.
