Yang Yan's eyes were calm.
"You're just too weak!"
The little blood fiendish aura couldn't even get close to him!
*Why would he care?*
"I'm weak? Kid, you are the most arrogant human I've ever met!" the Asura General roared.
"Watch me kill this group, and then I'll take care of you!
Let's see if you still call me weak!"
His figure moved like the wind, breaking through the air, crashing toward the sword formation formed by the Sword Sect inheritors.
"It might have been easy to kill them earlier, but not anymore!" Yang Yan said.
"Kill this Asura!" he commanded.
"Yes, Brother!"
The inheritors of the Sword Sect were now completely clear-minded, and the blood fiendish aura surrounding the Asura.
After Yang Yan's reminder, could no longer affect them.
"Barbarian Elephant Killing Array!"
They suddenly changed their sword shapes, condensed with Profound Qi.
