"What ruthless methods!"
The man in yellow, seeing the man in black already dead, turned his head towards Yang Yan and spoke venomously.
"What are you talking about? He was the one who tried to kill me first. Do you think this is a child's play? Or should I just stand there and let him take me out?"
Yang Yan glanced at the struggling soul in his hand and said calmly.
This soul belonged to none other than the man in black lying on the ground.
"Soul Stealing, a technique of the Demon Dao? Are you a member of the Demon Dao? If so, don't even think about leaving Huaxia alive."
The man in yellow spoke through gritted teeth as he gently laid his yellow coat over the body of the man in black.
"What nonsense are you spouting? Killing is killing, what's the difference between righteous and demonic methods? Are you an idiot?"
With a light squeeze of Yang Yan's hand, the soul of the man in black shattered instantly.
