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Gazing at the deep wound that had appeared on his wrist, Fei Yang's eyes overflowed with intense horror.
How could this be possible?
His strike with the longsword was such that even a mid-Golden Core expert would only choose to dodge, not daring to clash head-on.
Yet, how did Bai Xiaofan, who was only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, manage to do it?
Not only was Fei Yang perplexed, but so were the others around him.
All they saw was Bai Xiaofan's palm waving out.
Then, before they could see clearly, Fei Yang had already cried out in agony and dropped his Soft Sword.
Horror!
Horror as if to die!
Everyone's gaze toward Bai Xiaofan was filled with disbelief.
Fei Yang had even used the extremely formidable sword technique, Torrential Rain Flow, yet Bai Xiaofan managed to neutralize it with ease.
Is there... is there no justice in this world?
Damn that Husky...
"Did you see it clearly?"
