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Ye Qing’s vigor was temporarily spent after unleashing that punch. It was at this moment a Ghost Willow behind his back suddenly withered to reveal an old man with hair that was half-black and half-white, and a face that was half-full and half-aged. He landed a palm strike against his back, and the healthy half of the old man’s body abruptly started withering at a rapid rate. A rotten, withering energy poured into Ye Qing’s body and withered his flesh and blood as well.
“The Growth Wither Palm? You’re Growth and Wither?” Ye Qing staggered a little as he asked.
“It is I. Allow me to send you to the king of hell,” Growth and Wither answered. As it turned out, his voice was half youthful and half ancient as well. It was odd to say the least.
“Don’t forget me! Kekeke…”
A boy wearing a red burial shirt and a white burial hat appeared on top of Ye Qing and struck him with a mourning stick. He was Crying Boy.
Bang!
Ye Qing struggled to regain his balance as his mind wobbled, and his consciousness grew dim. At the same time, Growth and Wither seized the opportunity to launch another palm strike at Ye Qing’s head.
It was at this moment Ye Qing’s eyes suddenly erupted with brilliant...
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