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The beast-shaped demigod, who was more than 30 meters tall, roared and blood spurted out of his mouth. He struggled in vain. One of his hands reached out to his head, trying to grab Xia Pingan, who had jumped on his head, off his head. The long sword in Xia Pingan's hand had already pierced through his skull. It was as if his head was going to be cut open. It was painful and unbearable. For the first time, he felt the fear of death.
go to hell, Yingluo! Xia Pingan's eyes turned cold as he stood on the monster's head. He exerted some force in his hand and pulled out the giant sword that had been inserted into the monster's body with a swish. Blue-green blood spurted out from the monster's head like a fountain, spraying tens of meters into the sky.
