Those disciples held up their swords to prevent the flying stones from hitting their bodies. As a result, they were frequently backed up by the stones like a storm.

Chen Tianming took the opportunity to catch up with him. He hung a curtain of hazy swords in his hand. It was like a waterfall falling from the sky. A disciple of the golden age couldn't dodge it. He was cut into two parts by his waist. The blood was sprayed out. He immediately dyed half of Chen Tianming red. However, he himself was sitting on the ground because of too much energy.

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