Shi Yan stood in front of the Yang family’s building, freely and vigorously taking action, immediately suppressing the aura of Fu Hao, Yan Feng, and Jiu Lan Xin.
At his side, a dozen warriors were kneeling with frightened faces, as they were afraid that he would be enraged all of a sudden.
He had just launched a few strikes with some bloody means, and had already made two Nirvana Realm warriors perish. He had also released the demonic insect that directly drilled in Ming Hai’s body. It was still eating his internal organs.
That sound was creepy and hair-raising, and it still hadn’t stopped yet. Everyone’s scalps tingled, and they couldn’t even stand still.
Yang Zhuo and other Yangs were standing on the platform, blankly staring at what was happening down there. They became excited.
