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Chapter 225: The Dainty yet Terrifying Doggy Paw

Translator: E33 Editor: Ver had sensed such an intiotten what a palpitating heart feels like, but it evoked sentiments that were buried deep inside

The puppet luy which he found irrepressible, but it did give hi, peerless quality In tery, the puppet was unable to make him feel subdued, yet when it came to sheer antic knife ca spear was like a winter's day ruined by a fla into water In short, it did not awe the puppet at all

Bian Changkong suddenly froze frole slash of knife terrified hih the hole of an iced lake

The true energy within his body circulated with great difficulty, a phenomenon that was unthinkable He, a superior existence even in the three Godly Temples of the Wildlands, was now stricken with dread

With his spear knocked out of his hands, Bian Changkong suddenly felt a sharp pain between his thuer He re wind brush past

Swoosh!

So fresh and crisp was the sound of knife oosebumps down one's body

The speed of this purple-eyed puppet before hiht breeze that had swept past hiiant knife

Afterwards, a hideous wail ru instantly felt his chest heavy His entire figure tre in sharp breathes

At this very moment, the alleyway had become awfully still

A rubber ball-likea loud thud… everyone's heart shuddered as they gazed at the person behind Bian Changkong with petrified eyes, their bodies literally shivering with fear

The wail ca one's neck

Bian Changkong sloisted his head His aged eyes shrank as chills ran down his spine

Whitey's also mechanically rotated its neck The purple ray froain but then reduced into a shade of red The oeted all of heaven and earth with a killer's instinct had also dissipated with this switch of light

At once, the crowd felt a lessening tension in their hearts and began to breathe rapidly

Before Whitey's body knelt a antic body was covered with bulging ons, yet its head had been completely severed

Fresh blood continued to spew out like a fountain, spreading a pungent bloody odor throughout the sreat knife in Whitey's hands turned back into a fan shaped robotic paleted a duhth… an eighth grade War-God… just got beheaded?

In this unrerade War-God… had fallen?!

Bian Changkong's aged face shook violently His hunched back slouched down even more

All of a sudden, his entire body was showered with coldness He lifted up his head and locked eyes with the red glea from the metallic lump puppet

The intent to kill that he had worried about was no longer present, but… he still had an indescribable bad feeling

"Troublemaker… you will be stripped as an example to others"

Whitey announcedit across Bian Changkong's body

"Owner Bu, I really need this Five Stripes Path-Understanding Fruit I aive up this beloved gelistened as they shifted onto Bu Fang He si the force within his body This force of pressure produced by his cultivation as a seventh grade Battle-Saint spread and inched toward Bu Fang

A fifth grade Battle-King was no different frorade Battle-Saint Siy, a seventh grade Battle-Saint could send a fifth grade Battle-King down to their knees like a dead dog That was the discrepancy of their power

Even though Mu Lingfeng recognized deep down that this was somewhat immoral, he suddenly craved to witness the stony Owner Bu sprawling over the floor like a dog

Just envisioning this fascinating ie filled his heart with excitement!

The store's prirade War-God outside Though he didn't kno that turned out, he didn't expect there to be any suspense left After all, the nurade Battle-Saints outside… definitely exceeded one

"Are you threateningthe syste closer and closer to hiy

An expression that clearly harbored entle coeness

Kneel… could it be that I haven't released enough forces of pressure?