"Damn bastard!"
Seeing Fenrir once again wrapped in flames charging at him, Yang Yan couldn't help but angrily curse.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With the constant barrage, Yang Yan kept dodging relentlessly.
But, being oppressed like this, even a Buddha would have a fire burning.
Not to mention someone like Yang Yan, a peak powerhouse with a naturally volatile temperament?
"When I hide, the stars shine brightly; when I appear, the stars lose their light! Under the starlight, nothing is hidden; under the starry night, nothing escapes the cut!"
"Dubhe, Merak, Phecda, Megrez, Jade Balance, Kaiyang, Yao Guang, descend! Justice! Seven Star Sword."
Yang Yan roared, like rolling thunder exploding overhead.
The sky instantly darkened.
With each utterance of the Seven Stars' names by Yang Yan, a giant sword fell from the sky towards Fenrir.
In an instant, there were seven huge swords embedded in him.
