As Su Chen's voice fell.
There was silence first.
The silence was at its ultimate.
Then came...
"Pfft, pfft!"
The sounds of Wuo Yang and Wuo Mang vomiting blood.
The two were frightened nearly to death by Su Chen's utterly provocative words; they were already gravely injured with their minds shattered, and now the blood roared in their veins, their eyes bloodshot, and their blood vessels almost bursting...
They couldn't describe the taste of the fear they felt, their Divine Souls tending to scatter.
Wuo Tongtian was no better off—he suddenly opened his mouth wide, as if his soul was extracted in an instant, turning into a statue, with only a pair of eyes filled with mad panic and despair.
Not to mention Wuo Tongtian, Wuo Yang, and Wuo Mang, even Zhuang Xiao, Little Ying, and the others were stunned.
They would never have imagined Su Chen to utter such suicidal words!