After landing, Ao Xuansong was furious, his eyes fixed on Shen Can, "How dare you, a groom from the Northern Border..."
Boom!
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Can had already jumped off the city wall.
"How dare you!"
Feeling the surge of blood qi, Ao Xuansong quickly raised his hand to summon a long sword, slashing forward.
Boom!
The long sword Ao Xuansong wielded rang sharply, a crack appeared on the blade and quickly spread to the hilt.
Crack!
In an instant, the sword shattered, the exploding qi blew Ao Xuansong away, the broken fragments striking his body and scattering beams of light.
"Damned barbarian."
Flying backward, Ao Xuansong cursed loudly.
Wherever he went, even if the tribe wasn't overly respectful, they would still treat him well.
This Ji Land truly deserved its reputation as a horse-breeding territory, every one of them barbarians.
"Today I'll show you what real magic is!"
