The Goddamned WMD
Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations
In an instant, Yang Deyu hacked his double axes at Han Fei and his spiritual beast also brandished its pair of claws.
On the other end, Han Fei held the tree trunk-thick stick, which was whirling around like a burning wheel.
BAM!
Both Han Fei and Yang Deyu flew out again. This time, even Han Fei vomited blood. Yang Deyu's two axes almost fell from his hands. Unable to hold them, he simply put them away into his body.
"Cough, cough…"
Yang Deyu spat blood. "Son of a b*tch, who are you? You are definitely not from the Grand Void Academy."
"It's none of your business."
Han Fei's hands were shaking. However, at this moment, he didn't care if his hands were shaking or not. He couldn't flinch anyway.
With no energy in his hands, Han Fei jumped up and kicked Yang Deyu.