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Ma Wencai's chest heaved violently, his heavy panting rumbling like muffled thunder. That move just now had drained a full seventy percent of his Soul Power.
His steps staggered, and he involuntarily retreated half a step.
Though that move was powerful, the burden was unimaginably heavy. At this moment, he had nearly exhausted all his strength, and in the end, he no longer had the power to launch an attack at Sheng Yingying ten zhang away.
The might of this mountain-toppling, peak-shaking killing move was far too astonishing, making everyone watching suck in a cold breath.
"Wencai, watch out!"
However, it was already too late.
Bai Ye's Shadow Blade was as swift as a venomous snake flicking out its tongue, its edge carrying a three-inch cold gleam as it drove straight toward Ma Wencai's back from an extremely tricky angle.
There came a ripping sound, like cloth being torn, and the tip of the Shadow Blade sank deep into his body.
Ma Wencai's throat bobbed with difficulty, and a jet of black blood spurted from his mouth. Then he crashed heavily to the ground.
As a level 49 Agility Attack Type Soul Master, Bai Ye's strength was naturally no joke.
Earlier, he had held off two opponents by himself. Now, after forcefully taking Du Gu Fu's Fire Cloud Ice Palm and having the meridians in his right shoulder frozen, he had unleashed his Fourth Soul Skill, Shadow Clone, in a flash.
In an instant, three illusory figures appeared in the air like Mirror Flower, Water Moon, while his true body used the refraction of the daylight to slip into the shadows.
At this moment, the three clones each held short blades, surrounding Du Gu Fu in a triangular formation, while the real body burst out in