Suddenly, a voice stopped Liu Piaoxu's hand from striking down.
"Got something to say?"
Yang Yan looked at the corpses scattered on the ground.
"Don't waste their power."
A flick of his fingers!
A strand of profound Qi shot out, dispersing into hundreds of strands in mid-air.
They penetrated the physiques of the cultivators present, entering their bodies.
Each strand of power was devoured by his profound Qi.
The bodies shriveled down, while the profound Qi Yang Yan emitted grew stronger and more fierce.
Liu Piaoxu watched this unfold, her eyes focused.
"*This person's thoughts and methods are bizarre and unfathomable!*" she thought to herself.
Such techniques she had only seen in demon cultivators.
"*With such a mentality and character
I don't need to worry too much about someone with such extraordinary talent and root bone being easily killed!*" Liu Piaoxu pondered.
Whether Yang Yan belonged to the Righteous Path or Demon Path, Liu Piaoxu did not care.
