Ye Chen forcefully pulled downward. With a 'pu' sound, fresh blood dyed the sky red. That ankle also fell off, forcefully cutting off the other party's foot!
Many people were in an uproar!
This place was suffused with mist, and symbols circulated, becoming hazy.
"Eh?"
Suddenly, Ye Chen sensed that something was wrong. He did not hear any screams, and the surrounding scenery became blurry. This was not the sign of a great victory.
"Pop!"
Finally, he realized that the severed foot had turned into a small segment of golden light. The so-called blood had also turned into a golden liquid. It was not flesh and blood.
"Bastard, how dare you!"
"If you slash my palm, I will definitely kill you!"
The golden-furred lion immediately roared. In an instant, a powerful force erupted from his body.
One of his legs had been chopped off by Ye Chen. At this moment, he was extremely shocked.
He was going to give it his all.