The Slaughter
Redakteur: Noodletown Translations
Qingfeng Li's left hand was touching Linger Yao's back, channeling his vital essence into her body in an attempt to heal her. Suddenly he frowned because he felt a murderous feeling from his back.
The Third Elder had lashed out his hands, trying to grab Qingfeng's heart.
Qingfeng Li sneered as a freezing light flashed in his eyes. He didn't even turn his head, directly reaching back his right hand and immediately grabbing the hand of the Third Elder. Then he squeezed and ripped away.
Click!
They only heard a rattle and saw that the Third Elder's claw was ripped off by Qingfeng Li.
Blood was spraying along the Third Elder's broken stump and even the bleached bones inside were visible.
The Third Elder opened his mouth with a shrill cry. He began to look pale because the pain from having his hand ripped off was too much for him.