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"An indifferent struggle."
The corner of Geng Wanchun's mouth showed a contemptuous smile, the scythe was raised high again, and he shouted:
"Wenfeng, this is Power, those without Power can only struggle and survive in disgrace."
Xu Wenfeng closed his eyes, waiting for death to arrive. He knew he had no room to struggle and could feel Geng Wanchun's Power.
Death did not arrive as expected.
"Who are you?"
Geng Wanchun froze for a moment, looking at the woman before him, sensing the aura of a similar kind; she was a similar existence to him.
Xu Wenfeng opened his eyes and saw Geng Wanchun talking to the air in front of him, as if someone was standing there.
Tao Yi did not respond, her other hand conjured a sharp blade, stabbing at the Cloaked Man, in her eyes, the Cloaked Man was the real target.
The scythe sliced through.
The Cloaked Man moved extremely fast, launching a counterattack in the instant Tao Yi acted, slicing down with the scythe.
