Beg for mercy

He thought he could kill Ye Mo easily but he didn’t. Tan Jiao still couldn’t believe that he had lost and so utterly. He still felt that Ye Mo didn’t fight at full power. What power state was Ye Mo at? He could control the sword with his will?

Tan Jiao stared at the sword in Ye Mo’s hand. For the first time, he felt regret. He didn’t expect to be killed immediately as soon as he reached the peak of the world and by someone so young. He remembered Luan Qingfeng’s words, "Don’t insult a young man’s poverty". Ye Mo didn’t need to be insulted, he had already surpassed him. If he had some more time, probably even the inner hidden sect people would be no match for him.