Mang Tong's face was filled with a trace of despair as he yelled loudly,
"Fight him! Better to die than to be suppressed by him!"
"Laughable, a few pieces of trash, even in your prime, I would never have taken you seriously, much less now when you hardly have any strength left!" sneered Lei Jue, with extreme disdain in his eyes and a wild laugh on his face.
"Simply stubborn resistance, all of you, get suppressed!"
Lei Jue's punches fell again and again, as if he intended to suppress Chu Fengmian, all in one go.
"Kid, your strength is indeed not bad, you had the capability to contend with me, it's just a pity, you were too foolish, wasting your Spiritual Power for nothing, now even if you regret it, it's useless, just obediently become a demonic slave!" Lei Jue looked at Chu Fengmian, laughing wildly, he had intentionally let Chu Fengmian confront the demon intention, precisely to drain Chu Fengmian's Spiritual Power.
