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"Phut," the Curved Blade stabbed into the body, going straight through Shen Lang's chest.
A conspicuous scar appeared, this Asura Blade had a special effect; once it passed through the chest, the wound could never heal.
Blood kept flowing out, dying half of Shen Lang's body red.
He knelt on the ground, his pupils dilating as he looked at Xu Zimei.
Xu Zimei walked step by step towards Shen Lang.
"Why?" Shen Lang, his mouth full of blood, asked with difficulty.
"Don't worry, Qing will soon join you," Xu Zimei said with a smile.
Watching Shen Lang's body slowly fall, the Disciples from Scenic Skies Peak panicked.
"You, you killed Senior Brother Shen," a Disciple said blankly.
"Run, go find Senior Brother Yan and have him take revenge," a Disciple shouted, and then they all scattered and ran away.
Xu Zimei frowned slightly, clapped his hands together, and a powerful aura descended from the heavens.
Suppressing all these Disciples.
