Fang Jingshan was baffled; he felt a slight pang of pain around his neck, but soon darkness enveloped him and his head fell to the ground.
'THUD'
The blood spurted like a fountain from the headless corpse's neck as it fell to the ground beside the head.
Andy vanished and reappeared from a distance, his gaze fixed on the headless corpse lying in the pool of blood.
Everyone on the mountain was caught off guard. Nobody expected Andy to behead a young man from the Divine Flame Sect.
Su Xin's gaze had been fixed on Andy the entire time, and she felt compelled to hug him and share his loneliness. She was a little surprised that Andy had killed a man, but that was it. That man meant more to her than anything else. It makes no difference to her if he kills one or a hundred.
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