"But who is this Tuolei? Why have I never heard of him?"
This name is far too unfamiliar!
He's definitely not one of the Ten Blood Generals!
Of course, several of the Ten Blood Generals have already died at his hands, so they must have brought in others to fill the nine captain spots.
Swoosh!
Xu Yang stepped forward, his domain moving with him.
Bam!
Ge Yang let out a miserable scream, slammed hard to the ground.
Blood poured from his five orifices, his skin splitting, yet he never gave up, ferociously struggling on the floor, his fingernails shattered, flesh and blood a bloody mess—he didn't care at all.
"Tuolei~~~"
Ge Yang lifted his head with difficulty, letting out a heart‑wrenching howl.
"Looks like he's got no time to pay attention to you!"
Xu Yang gazed afar toward the neighboring Barbarian Race camp, a cold glint in his eyes; Tuolei had made his move, and his opponent was Xu Yang's neighbor—Men Xiaorou!
