Tinkle! Tinkle!The long sword sprinkled silver light, blocking the chasing figure.A series of sounds of metal colliding was heard as if a storm were hitting banana leaves."Ah..." With painful howls, black liquid was spilled, and the pursuer retreated. He roared furiously like a wounded beast.When Ding Hao looked carefully, he found that the attacker was a figure in black tight armor. The armor mask covering the figure's face looked like a face of a ferocious ghost. He looked a little thin and weak, and only his palms were out of the bracers. His skin was all black, and even his nails were as black as ink. Each nail was half a meter long, shining with a sharp metallic luster.He screamed because half of his palm had been cut off by the divine sword Sky Attack. The ink-like liquid flowed out of his wound, and there was a foul and rotten smell."There is no vitality in its whole body as if it were
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