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"You scum!"
Zhangsun Ruoli gritted her teeth, her facial muscles tensed and her expression fierce: "You bastard!"
She struggled with all her might, causing the explosive sound of Vigorous Force to ring around her.
However, just as Zhangsun Ruoli tried to stand, she was pressed down again by Chu Xisheng's Divine Intent Touch Death Blade!
Every ounce of resistance she mustered was met with an even stronger force of suppression, forcing her to kneel on the ground.
Under this mountain, the Second Grade War Generals of Ice City had all fallen to the ground. They lay prone, bowed, or kneeling; none had managed to stand successfully, and all were bleeding from their seven orifices, their expressions one of tragic distress.
Chu Xisheng always had his hands folded behind his back, his gaze calm as he looked toward the Extreme East Ice City.
His eyes did not rest on Zhangsun Ruoli nor her companions for even a moment.
