The man's face changed slightly, and the left spike turned between his flexible fingers. The short spike rubbed the armpit of Yecheng silently and touched his neck.

Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows and climbed up the corner of his mouth with a cruel smile. "Then you can kill me?"

"The blade never penetrates deeply and swiftly, so I use it!" The man seemed confident in his weapon, but when he saw that he could have pierced the other side's short thorn in the neck and was bending, he cried out in horror. "You are the body of Jinyang?"

"I said that I was the product of God and that you...