Wan Chen, heart pounding with fear, immediately called out and changed his defensive stance.
However, Jiang Dali's palm had already slashed over, giving him no chance to catch his breath.
With a cracking sound, a loud explosion rang out!
Wan Chen screamed in agony as his arm was severed, as if cut down by a sharp scythe, leaving a truncated stump.
"Ah—"
Wan Chen screamed as he hit the ground and immediately sprang up, trying to flee quickly.
"Stay! I won't kill you."
Just then, Jiang Dali's voice, calm and collected, descended from above. His towering body leaped down from the horse's back like a small mountain, landing with a lightness that defied all logic, his back to Wan Chen as he blocked the way.
"You are pushing me too far! I'll fight you to the death, damn it!"
Wan Chen roared as he charged forward, his muscles twitching and exploding with power, releasing violent claw shadows in his attack against Jiang Dali, filling the air with the sharp scent of lacerations.
