Long Chen suddenly disappeared, startling them. His speed was too fast.

When they finally caught sight of him again, he was already in front of Shui Guanzhi. Shui Guanzhi hastily fell back, water runes forming a huge shield in front of him.

Thunder filled the air. Long Chen no longer was fighting with his fists. A three-meter lightning spear had appeared in his hand.

The water shield was pierced as easily as paper by the lightning spear.

The lightning spear continued toward Shui Guanzhi after breaking through his defense. Shui Guanzhi did his best to dodge, but he was still struck in the shoulder.

Blood splashed along with Shui Guanzhi’s miserable cry. His shoulder had been smashed to bits. His arm flew into the air.

Long Chen’s gaze was like blades. Endless lightning swam around him from his lightning spear.

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