Men Qianjun?
Hearing this name, a cold killing intent flashed in Xu Yang's eyes. The Men Family?
The surname Men was exceedingly rare in the Spirit Realm. If it was mentioned, the first thought was always the Men Family of Cloud Dream Soul Sect.
"That guy earlier, if he only wanted to fight for the Celestial Essence Spirit Star, there's no way he'd rally a mob to kill me. There are plenty of others on weaker stars."
Xu Yang pondered, the murderous intent in his eyes only growing fiercer as he struck out with no hesitation.
Men Qianjun looked up in terror.
"In terms of strength, I'm even stronger than the young lady, but this guy…"
Boom!
A tragic scream echoed, abruptly snapping Men Qianjun out of his thoughts.
He watched as his companion was blown back by more than a dozen zhang, barely managing to steady himself before spitting out a massive mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper, both forearms riddled with blade wounds, bloody and mangled—white bone visible!
