C898 It Was Your Turn

When Dubhe materialized once again, he was a mere two feet away from Gan Muyun.

"Pfft!"

His arm, a blur of motion, transformed into a shadowy afterimage. His sword, swift as lightning, cleaved through the air, and with a single stroke, he bisected the three fierce Spiritual Birds that stood before Gan Muyun.

With the three Spiritual Birds slain, nothing stood between him and Gan Muyun