In his view, if he doesn't resolve Mu Yun early, he might truly end up failing at the hands of this troublesome guy, capsizing in a gutter.
Wo Jiu's eyes shone with a fierce light, and his right hand's five fingers were instantly enveloped by a rich purple glow, like five sinister pythons exhaling purple energy, emanating a cold and dangerous aura.
Immediately afterward, his arm, wrapped in a forceful gust, plummeted like a black lightning bolt directly at Mu Yun's face.
The speed was so fast that it almost tore through the air, without the slightest hesitation.
Because, in Wo Jiu's heart, he had already weighed the pros and cons and made up his mind.
His move this time was only to cripple Mu Yun's cultivation, leaving him a crippled life, to drag out an ignoble existence in this world.
After all, slaying the Profound Bird Guard and merely crippling his cultivation are entirely different matters of heaven and earth.
