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"Swoosh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The Wings of Death Scythe finally descended!
Chang Li's eyes widened as the blade swung down across his face, bisecting him with stunning precision and perfection!
His left eye grew even wider with horror as the left half of his body slowly toppled to the ground, while his right eye filled with disbelief as the right half rolled off the cliff. Blood spurted from both halves, thick and excessive...
Not a single blade of grass around him was touched, nor was the unlucky breeze that happened to pass by thrown into disarray. The deathly scythe that blotted out the sky aimed only for Chang Li. As a being at the God Son Level, he fled far enough, yet he still could not escape this chop!
The Soul Lock Slash was inescapable.
The Yama Dragon retracted its Sickle Wing, turning back to glance at Zhu Minglang.
It took Zhu Minglang quite some time to come back to his senses!
What power!!!
It was an outrageous level of strength!!!
