Tao Er looked at Xiao Yan and said indifferently: "This black-clothed kid is of no use. Let’s pry open his mouth and get the answer from him."
Hearing this, Yu Tian also looked towards Xiao Yan and started to laugh sinisterly: "Pretty good, just what I was thinking." While speaking he waved his hand and a couple of Yu clan cultivators circled over wanting to capture Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan stared coldly at this scene. At this time he suddenly opened his mouth asking: "I say, have you guys planned things out a bit too optimistically?" His hands let go of the black metal greatsword and the greatsword crashed on the ground kicking up dirt.
His two hands extended outward and mana gathered in his palms, condensing into two clusters of corporeal flames. The flames burned brightly and started to constantly compress. Compressing and compressing until they turned into two dark-red spheres of light.
