Whoosh!
Yang Yu transformed into a bolt of lightning, slashing his sword towards the Shaman with a face full of paint.
The Shaman immediately raised his magic wand to block...
Clang!
The magic wand was split in half with one sword strike, the momentum of the sword did not decrease, and it directly came crashing down!
In one move, the Shaman stood there motionless, his eyes filled with utter astonishment.
He wanted to speak, but a stream of blood flowed from his forehead, and then trickled down.
Nose, mouth, throat...
Splash!
The Shaman's body was split in half vertically, blood and organs scattered all over the ground!
A cloud of black mist flew out from the Shaman's body, escaping quickly: "Xia Country people, you will pay for all you have done today! As long as my soul exists, I will bring endless torment to all Xia Country because of you!"
