"If you two don't kneel down and die, if you kneel down obediently, I can let you two be my companions on the road to hell."

Mr. Sun opened his palms, and a small fireball slowly brewed in his palms. Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaoyue turned pale with fright.

She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid of this weird method. This person could create fireballs out of thin air in his hands, which was far beyond Zhang Xiaoyue's knowledge.

But even in this certain death situation, Zhang Xiaoyue still did not forget Ye Mo. She sighed towards Ye Mo: "I told you to leave earlier but you won't leave. Now you can't leave even if you want to. Forget it, I will marry you when I get to the underworld."

This is compensation for you."

Ye Merton was shocked when he heard what Zhang Xiaoyue said. He didn't expect that Zhang Xiaoyue would still be joking at this time.

"Forget it, you can't die, don't worry."

When Mr. Sun threw the fireball for the second time, Ye Mo caught it out of thin air. The fist-sized fireball was caught in the palm of his hand and extinguished with a squeeze.

When Zhang Xiaoyue saw this scene, her eyes widened with an expression of disbelief, because she had just experienced it personally, the temperature of the fireball was extremely high, and the machete in her hand melted in an instant and turned into molten iron.

But Ye Mo grabbed the weird fireball with his hand. Not only was he not injured at all, but he directly extinguished the fireball. This made Zhang Xiaoyue even more curious about Ye Mo.

In addition to Zhang Xiaoyue, there was another person who was even more shocked. This person was Mr. Sun from the Black Tiger Gang.

Mr. Sun regarded himself as a cultivator and did not take Ye Mo and Zhang Xiaoyue seriously at all. He thought that a fireball spell could send these two people underground to die, but he knew that the fireball that was sent out was easily caught by Ye Mo.

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"You..." Mr. Sun stuttered a little.

He had just arrived in Cang Yue City not long ago. He originally had a superior mentality and was planning to dominate the world and become the local tyrant here, but he knew that he had just arrived at the first stop here and met Ye Mo.

"Yes, I am also a practitioner."

There was also a fireball brewing in Ye Mo's palm. When Mr. Sun saw the fireball in Ye Mo's palm gradually changing from the size of a fist to the size of a basin, he was so frightened that he lost all his strength.

When a group of elites from the Black Tiger Gang saw this scene, their faces turned pale with fear. The fireball the size of Mr. Sun's fist was capable of killing people, and Ye Mo's fireball was as big as a basin, wouldn't it have the power to destroy the world?

Zhang Xiaoyue finally realized something was wrong, and then she realized that Ye Mo was actually an immortal cultivator.

Thinking that she had only vowed to protect Ye Mo before, Zhang Xiaoyue's face couldn't help but turn red.

"As an immortal cultivator, you participate in disputes between ordinary people and kill people frequently. This is an unpardonable crime."

After Ye Mo said these words, the fireball in his hand flew out instantly and enveloped Mr. Sun. A scream came and Mr. Sun's body was turned into ashes, not even a scum was left.

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Chapter completed!