An invisible ghost
the flashing dagger and throat crusher drew a sharp arc in the gray fog and cut off the hanging man's arm.
Link furrowed his brows. He didn't feel as carefree as he did when he cut through the flesh. Instead, he felt an indescribable difficulty when he cut through the flesh.
Link's front foot landed on the ground, while the Prophet and Tang Jiu's back foot fell, landing on their butts.
The macaw and wind-chasing Wolf were so scared that they took a few steps back when they saw the rotten arms on their bodies.
"Squat down!"
wind-chasing wolf and the macaw had never seen such a scene before, so they squatted on the ground without saying anything. Wind-chasing Wolf also skillfully held his head with his hands, like an old PK player who was caught off-site in an anti-prostitution fight.