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Feng Xiong was directly smashed onto the ground by the succession of wind blades attacking the same spot. Its fur was finally cut through in its desperate struggle. On the second strike, it almost threw Tang San off. However, at that moment, it could no longer withstand the vital attack on its neck.
By the time the tenth wind blade struck, its spinal nerves had been destroyed, and its majestic body quickly collapsed like a deflated rubber ball.
When the fifteenth wind blade fell, its cervical vertebrae were already severed.
Glittering light flickered in Tang San's eyes as he dispersed the last three wind blades. By now, Feng Xiong was on the verge of death, barely clinging to its last breath. He couldn't let its head be severed, as that would affect the absorption of its bloodline power.
The normal battle from start to finish took only ten breaths of time. It seemed simple, but in fact, Tang San had already exerted all his strength.
