Yang Tianyu propped himself up with one hand, slowly raising his head. His face was twisted beyond recognition.
His desire to become the Commander wasn't just driven by a thirst for power.
It was also because he had always been infatuated with Jun Qiluo and wanted to show off in front of her.
To be beaten like this in front of so many people—in front of Jun Qiluo—was a fate worse than death for him!
"You bastard, go to hell!"
Overcome by shame and fury, Yang Tianyu forgot about the alliance between the Mahayana Sect and the Profound Dao Sect. He drew the "Kunwu Sword," a Spiritual Artifact he had only just acquired a few days ago.
He shot forward like a cheetah, thrusting his sword at Shen Lang!
Yang Tianyu poured all his strength into this one strike, leaving himself no room for retreat.
The Kunwu Sword instantly unleashed a blinding flash of light.
The sword light was piercing and immense, causing the air to crackle with its shocking power!
