With a single finger strike, the yellow sand filling the sky scattered. Then everyone saw Yun Tong step in front of them all, like a towering mountain, blocking every attack.
"Who are you?"
Yan Liusha had never expected the rabbit before him to turn into a wolf in an instant. His face became exceedingly ugly. With a roar, he spread his palms apart, splitting the yellow sand that filled the sky into two streams that quietly hid behind Nie Yun, ready to unleash a fatal attack at any moment.
"You needn't care who I am. If I were you, I'd immediately withdraw this Dance of Flowing Sand and apologize at once, instead of making that move!"
Nie Yun smiled faintly and stepped forward. Wherever he went, the yellow sand filling the sky dispersed, unable to come anywhere near him.
"Apologize? Do you think you're a Ruler? If I don't kill you today, I won't be called Yan Liusha!"
Yan Liusha's face twisted savagely as he roared madly.
In his eyes, the youth before him was merely a relatively strong Half-step Ruler. Trapped within his Ruler Divine Weapon, he could certainly be slain! There was nothing to fear!
It was not because he was foolish that he thought so. There were only so many Rulers in the Three Realms. A powerhouse like him had lived for who knew how long; though he had not met every one of those Rulers, he had surely heard of them, and none had anything to do with such a youth.
As long as he was not a Ruler, then as the thirty-third-ranked powerhouse on the Top 100 Ranking, he was confident he could kill him!
"Then... die!"
Seeing that his kind advice had gone unheeded, Nie Yun could not be bothered to waste words. He