Wuo Ling's eyes turned red, biting her lip until it bled.
"Please..."
"There's actually another Daqian person?"
"Wait till I butcher him, then I'll come back and play with you."
The Guo Wen Division martial artist saw Xu Yang flash like lightning, spinning to attack and kill.
A little Kunwu girl and a Daqian—of course you kill the Daqian first!
"Looking for death!"
Xu Yang's gaze turned cold. He darted forward and grabbed the incoming blade with a curved palm.
Bang!
The broad saber was firmly clamped between his five fingers, unable to move an inch further.
"You..." The Guo Wen martial artist stared wide-eyed in horror. How could this brat at Early Stage of True Void have such monstrous strength?
The next instant, before he could even struggle, a mighty force surged, and his weapon was torn from his grip.
Boom!
Xu Yang sent him flying with a single punch.
"No need to thank me. Hand over the beast core you owe me."
Xu Yang turned his gaze to Wuo Ling.
