"Bastard, get away from me!"
Unable to escape Ye Wushuang's grasp, the Hundred-Foot Centipede roared in fury. Its thousand legs moved in unison as a dark red light began to flash and condense.
However, before it could launch its attack, a sharp CLANG rang out. The drawn Dragon Blood Battle Saber descended, unleashing a World-Destroying Slash.
A curtain of bloody light fell, severing all one thousand of its legs. Blood sprayed out like a fountain!
"AHHH!"
In that instant, the Hundred-Foot Centipede let out a bloodcurdling scream. The pain of having all its legs severed at once pierced its very soul. It struggled madly, but it was completely unable to escape the grip of the giant claw.
"So strong!" Jiao Wei and the others' eyes quivered. Even Jiao Peng, the genius of their clan, had fallen for these people's treacherous surprise attacks. Yet in Ye Wushuang's hands, their schemes were like child's play, pathetically weak. It was something they could have never imagined.
