Chapter 95: Don't Know What's Good for You
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Updated : Dec 28th, 2025
"Aaah-"
A head arced into the air, blood geysering.
Aside from the two Core Realm ancient martial artists, everyone from the Mabre family had been cut down by that wooden sword.
The parking lot was strewn with corpses and severed limbs. Blood ran in rivulets, and the iron stink clawed at the nose.
"Stop!"
Dante Easton was drenched in blood, like a reaper hauled up from hell, a dark, killing aura rolling off him.
The wooden sword in his hand shed a keen aura that tore the air. His sword pressure...
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