Under the oppressive aura of the three, Qin Yang's expression remained unchanged. He didn't immediately pay attention to the Wujin siblings; instead, his cold, pitch-black eyes turned to look at Aguda, who had lost an arm.
"Have you finished tattling?"
Qin Yang stared at Aguda, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Qin Yang's icy gaze shift to him, the barbarian Aguda's face tightened.
"Let me tell you, reporting to these three won't do you any good, but you are indeed very annoying."
Qin Yang said coldly.
As he spoke, Qin Yang brought his two fingers together, and a trace of silver space law fluctuation appeared at his fingertips. Then, he pointed at Aguda.
"Die!"
As Qin Yang pointed, a white light sword qi with a faint silver glow formed at his fingertip.
Whoosh!
Once the white light sword qi formed, it directly pierced through the void, shooting violently at Aguda.
