Western City of Light.

Teng Jun was not content to stop there after his sword slash was blocked by Fei Ma. His sword rolled again, forming a deadly strike that targeted Fei Ma's neck.

"Wush..." Fei Ma moved quickly, bending his body so that Teng Jun's sword strike once again missed its target.

Teng Jun was desperate. All of his most bizarre and ultimate techniques had been expended. Yet all were only considered toys by this noble man named Fei Ma. He was starting to get scared.

"I think I've played enough. You are simply not someone to work with." Fei Ma ended his words by spreading his hands with two palms pointing at Teng Jun.

"Die!" Wide-eyed Teng Jun saw the flash of two giant claws that were quickly heading towards his body.

"Slash!" Teng Jun's body was mutilated into four pieces, which then quickly floated down to the ground.

Fei Ma stared coldly at the sliding body pieces. He coldly shifted his gaze far ahead, from where the sound of battle cries could be heard.

Meanwhile, the air grew colder as snow
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