Seeing Jiang Chen hesitate, An let out a sinister, cackling laugh. "You act like a majestic hero here, completely disregarding the woman you love. Can you even call yourself a man?"
Faced with this soul-searching question, the Divine Sword in Jiang Chen's hand moved once more.
With another swish, a black sword beam slashed across An's left thigh, sending up a splatter of blood.
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