You... can't?
Xiong Taishan felt that this black bear spirit had insulted him,
A man,
No,
A male bear,
How can someone say he can't?
Xiong Taishan tightly gripped the Langya Blade, furious as his nostrils expelled air like stampeding bulls, roaring through the space,
"Well then, I wonder how many people have died with unfulfilled wishes, so one more won't matter!"
"Don't blame me for being ruthless; I must sacrifice for the peace of the Bear Tribe."
On the Langya Blade, the killing intent rolled like waves, becoming tangible, visible to the naked eye, with wisps of black gas wrapping around the Langya Blade.
As his words fell,
The Langya Blade was also completely thrown out,
breaking through the air like a dragon, directly heading towards the black bear spirit,
Following the flight path of the Langya Blade, the earth was drawn out into a rolling line of dust,
This blade aimed at the neck of the black bear spirit,
The blade shone brightly,
