The battle continues.
Zuo Qinglong seized the opportunity and slashed through Ande Qiangsan's arm with his sword like lightning.
The arm fell with a sound.
Um?
He found that his arm could not be put into the space bag!
The only possibility is that this severed arm still has a strong connection with Ande Qiang San's body!
In other words, his idea of collecting the fragments of Ande Qiang San into the space bag and eating them away bit by bit would not work!
In that case, then...
Zuo Qinglong swung his sword in a flower pattern, rushed forward and slashed at An Deqiang three times.
Swish, swish, swish!
Broken limbs and debris were flying everywhere.
Whoosh! Ander Qiangsan recovered instantly.
Swish, swish, swish!
Countless pieces of flesh flew everywhere—whoosh! Instantly recovered—flew everywhere—recovered…in an endless loop…
What's going on?
Ande Qiangsan's face was pale and he was gasping for breath.
Waves of powerlessness washed over him.
On the other hand, the two humans opposite him were also consuming physical strength, but it was obviously more than his.
This is obviously wrong!
He looked at the black knife in Zuo Qinglong's hand, his pupils constricted, and said angrily:
"You despicable wretch, there's something wrong with your knife!"
Zuo Qinglong raised the knife in his hand:
"It's just an ordinary knife, what's the problem?"
"I didn't even poison you, and you still dare to call me despicable?"
An Deqiang snorted coldly: "So what if you poison me? Do you think I'm afraid of your poison?"
Zuo Qinglong spread his hands and said, "You said you're not afraid of poison anymore, and you're saying there's something wrong with my knife?"
"If you can't beat us, don't make excuses..."
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