With his four limbs broken, Ba He fell to the ground like a heap of mud. The Spirit Jade Palace Lord then lifted his foot and kicked Ba He to the front of Jun Wu Xie.
Jun Wu Xie looked at the crumbled heap that had rolled up in front of her. Just not too long ago, he was still overbearing and arrogant. Looking at Ba He now, there was only two words to describe it. Extremely satisfied!
"You bastard… You all will not meet a good end… Die tragically…" Ba He had fallen to the ground and his entire body was twitching. Although Ba He's mouth was gurgling with blood, he did not forget to curse Jun Wu Xie and he kept on muttering curses out incessantly.
Jun Wu Xie slowly raised the corner of her lips as she squatted down and grabbed him by his hair.
"Die tragically? In the end, who will be the one who would die tragically?"
