Whoosh!
Ye Wudao's words were like a meteorite, harshly smashing onto the ground, stirring up an earthquake no less than a magnitude eight!
"What did this guy say? He extinguished the life of the North Barbarian Mad Lord with a single slash?"
"The North Barbarian Mad Lord is known as the Blade Demon, a mighty second-grade pinnacle War Saint!"
"That's too arrogant!" Everyone was stunned.
Ye Wudao's words had completely enraged the North Barbarian Mad Lord, fury etched on his face; "Brat, initially, out of respect for Kunlun, I was willing to spare your life! But since you dare to be so presumptuous, don't blame me for being heartless!"
"Master, kill him and display your blade demon's divine might!" Bai Tianfan said, borrowing the tiger's fierce aura.
The North Barbarian Mad Lord took out a blood-colored broken blade, which was surrounded by a bloodthirsty demonic aura mixed with lightning, demonstrating formidable power.
