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The three cycled through their attacks, but Song Yin didn't even need to stretch out his hand, directly seizing Gu Changhe's head. With a squeeze of his five fingers, there was a loud 'bang,' and Gu Changhe's body burst open like a firework, scattering apart and turning to flying ash that vanished.
"Junior Brother Gu!"
Duan Yingshou cried out in alarm, his five fingers forming a palm with a '卐' mark printed on the center, and slapped it against Song Yin's arm.
Bang!
It was still like flesh hitting steel, Duan Yingshou's hand rebounded off Song Yin's arm with a jolt.
However, the '卐' mark remained on Song Yin's arm, but it couldn't penetrate the surface of his skin, and in a short while, the mark naturally dispersed.
This scene filled Duan Yingshou with shock.
"Oh? Puppet techniques?"
Song Yin glanced at it, without slowing his movements, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and rapidly smashed it towards Duan Yingshou's forehead.
