Kill. Kill. Kill
He moved through the battlefield completely unhindered. He could sense Commander Tiger's gaze on him, and yet he didn't seem to care in the slightest.
Kill. Kill. Kill.
Ryu's heart thrummed wildly and a vicious red aura began to permeate from him. With his every action being led by his heart, and his Dao shining like a resplendent beam in the skies, it felt as though a vicious Asura had descended upon the world.
Gorgeous white scales reflected off his body, but his silvery eyes were quickly becoming a demonic shade of red.
He roared and ten cultivators that had surrounded him erupted into a fountain of blood.
Dragon's Roar fed on his fury as though powered by Rage Flames.
More and more cultivators became to surrounding him in swarms, trying to pin him down or overwhelm his stamina.
But how could they know that the one thing Ryu could never run out of was stamina?