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Pang…
The collision sound shook heaven and earth.
To the despair of the Black Spider Tribe Chief, Shi Xiaole, who had just unleashed a sword strike, didn't pause at all. His sword momentum continued to surge, and another Wind Rolling and Thunderclap followed.
Crack!
The night sky seemed to split in half, a long sword scar spread across the horizon, and at its end was a figure in utter panic, retreating explosively until barely escaping.
However, his black robe was sliced into scattered strips of cloth, his hairstyle disheveled. The Black Spider Tribe Chief's eyes were bloodshot, his facial skin twitching uncontrollably, unwilling to accept what had happened.
He was a revered figure at the Third Tier of Divine Barrier Realm with combat strength reaching the high-end of the Fifth Tier. Being a genius himself, how could he possibly be defeated by a martial artist from Dragon Gate Realm?
