Helan Kui was stunned for two breaths before recovering, rage erupting like a geyser, his eyes dyed blood-red by a crazed murderous intent.
The squad had eight men—five of them were dead!
"You dog bastard, I'll make you regret coming into this world!"
Boom!
The ground exploded as Helan Kui burst forth ferociously.
"That Qian bastard is done for!"
"He's pretty tough, but he made Helan Kui mad—he's dead for sure!"
"Helan Kui's strength is close to Yin Realm Perfection, half of the Fire Jiao Squad has been wiped out—I can't imagine what tortured fate awaits him!"
Everyone around started discussing the spectacle, cold sneers on their faces.
No one felt even a hint of goodwill toward the Qian man!
Xu Yang stood tall and unyielding, blade quietly shifting in his hands.
In the instant Helan Kui attacked, a ghostly blade flashed up like a wisp.
"Still dare to fight me?"
"Is this limp, powerless strike all you've got?"
Helan Kui's sinister laughter rang out in all directions.
