Wuo Yun, Gu Si, Wuo Aoni and the other strongest barbarian elites exchanged glances across the distance.
"I'll go!"
Wuo Yun was the first to shoot forward, staring at Xu Yang with a vicious look.
"Let him try first."
"But with Wuo Yun's strength, he should be able to handle it."
The others instantly dismissed their thoughts and watched.
Xu Yang was still burning power to refine the barbarian marks—in this state, there was no way he could be a match for Wuo Yun!
"Thinking of refining the barbarian marks?"
"You've pledged yourself to my Kunwu Division and still dream of returning to Daqian? In your dreams!"
Wuo Yun stood outside the jade platform and gave a cold laugh, then flashed like lightning into the Jade Platform Space.
A crimson short blade appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Boom!
He swung the blade, thunderous and fierce.
A terrifying slash like the splitting of mountains and the shattering of peaks!
Xu Yang's eyes suddenly snapped open, cold light in his gaze.
