Compared to before, he was like a different person!
"Ye Qing, I’ve said it before, you cannot be my match! Now, kneel before me and kowtow for mercy, and I might just spare your life!"
Fu Wudi sneered repeatedly, his expression icy and cold. What he wanted now was not merely the essence blood of the Golden-Winged Great Roc; he wanted his dignity. Fu Wudi could not allow himself to be defeated by Ye Qing. He was determined to reclaim his glory.
Chapter 151