My Seven Gorgeous Women
Gripping his sword aura, he leaped skyward, soaring toward the heavens and evading the strike.
"Hmm?"
The cloaked man froze momentarily before letting out an angry grunt. He extended his palm again, this time channeling his entire reservoir of martial deity energy.
A scream pierced the air as his right hand exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Chase, balancing on his sword aura, darted hundreds of feet away. His gaze locked on the cloaked man clutching his sword, and it carried a faint trace of mockery.
The cloaked man clutched his bleeding wrist, smirking coldly. "Young one, I admit that you've caused me some trouble. But… I will never forget today's humiliation!"
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