Heaven and earth take their places, mountain and lake exchange their breath, thunder and wind stir each other, water and fire do not clash

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"": "The crack rang out with startling clarity. The man's lower leg snapped, and a length of pale bone instantly pierced his flesh!

The man sucked in a sharp breath, then hopped backward twice on his remaining leg, staring at Luo Bin in absolute terror.

The swordsman's gaze turned even fiercer. With a low roar, he swung his sword down at Luo Bin's neck!

Luo Bin felt pain.

Not just the pain of the blade cutting into him, but a burning agony as well!

It came not only from his neck, but also from the spot on his waist where he had been stabbed earlier.

Luo Bin reached back to seize the swordsman's arm!

"Don't touch him! There's something wrong with him!" the man with the broken leg growled.

The swordsman retreated frantically, swiftly putting distance between himself and Luo Bin-and between himself and the man with the broken leg.

"Hey! Come back!" the man with the broken leg hopped after him.

But the swordsman ran without looking back.

Luo Bin was too slow. Even chasing someone with a broken leg took considerable effort.

Only when the man hopped onto a broken log, lost his footing, and fell headlong to the ground did Luo Bin catch up.

His hand seized the man's broken leg as though kneading clay. His nails pierced the fabric and tore into flesh.

Screams pierced the dense forest. The man struggled desperately, curling his body up and grabbing Luo Bin's head with both hands, trying to wrench it off. His technique looked remarkably like Mo Qian's.

But how could he possibly budge it?

With another wet squelch, Luo Bin grabbed his other leg. His nails pierced the flesh with ease, and blood began to flow.

"Don't kill me... stop tearing