Driven by the threat of death, Xing Fifteen snapped out of his trance. Without a second word, he unleashed a spirit spear to block the Xuanyuan Divine Sword for a fleeting moment.
Then, a red paper boat suddenly materialized right in front of him.
Xing Fifteen slammed a brutal blow into his own chest. With a dull thud, a mouthful of dense, potent vitality blood surged up and spewed out.
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