"Hahaha——"
Yan Moshan looked at the Eastern warriors kneeling in front of him, crying loudly, and felt a bit of surprise in his heart. He hadn't expected these guys would actually beg for mercy.
"Hmph, hmph, hmph—— Beg for mercy? Do you think I would let you go just because you beg?"
As Yan Moshan thought this, he slowly walked toward the three Eastern warriors.
Just as he was about two meters away from the Eastern warriors and ready to strike, the three Eastern warriors moved first.
"Go to hell—— We will not surrender!"
The three Eastern warriors shouted angrily as their bodies suddenly began to swell.
"Huh?"
In that instant, Yan Moshan felt an immense sense of danger!
"Are they going to self-destruct?"
When Yan Moshan thought this, a thick white branch automatically appeared in his right palm, and at the tip of the branch, a huge, glamorous red flower quickly bloomed.
"Spurt——"