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... he full two thousand pounds of force, it would at least pack upwards of one thousand five hundred pounds.
It would be fatal to any usual late-stage Mingjin expert, let alone if they were in the Anjin stage.
Wang Zhuang didn't even get a chance to react, his arm raised hastily in defense was ripped apart by a pair of iron fists bathed in a shadowy glow.
With a bone-chilling thud,
his skull shattered, and fragments of white and red painted the entire scene.
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