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Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Mustafa's heart skipped a beat as he was violently thrown by the holy ripple and crashed heavily to the ground.
Fang Heng remained standing in place, unmoved!
Mustafa's sword technique skill effect was still ongoing!
Countless fine sword auras continued to flicker around the space, causing dense wounds on him. Even his once gray robes were now stained blood-red.
Mustafa slowly stood up, looking at Fang Heng with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
He hadn't expected that such a young man could withstand his deadly move and force him into such a situation.
Wait?
What?
The next moment, the admiration in Mustafa's eyes turned to terror.
What was happening?
He watched in shock as the wounds inflicted by the mental strength blades on Fang Heng's body healed at a visible speed!
In just a short while, the body that had been torn apart by the divine sword had fully recovered!
How did he manage that?