บท 904: The Black-hearted City Lord

Just when Sanguine Warflag thought that Wang Yu was at the point of no return, Wang Yu abruptly lowered his head, avoiding the long sword that was flying towards him. Following which, he leapt forwards and intruded into Wharton's proximity.

The moment Wharton was about to counter attack, Wang Yu had already taken out his long sword, promptly swinging towards the right artery of Wharton's neck.

"Pah!"

A strange sound was produced from the attack. Following which, a huge figure appeared above the head of Wharton.

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"This…" Sanguine Warflag's eyeballs nearly popped out from their sockets, "What's going on?!"

Previously, the BOSS was immune to any damage whatsoever. However, all of a sudden, a single attack took out one-fifth of the BOSS' HP bar.

"He he, seems like this brat's weakness is on his neck," Fearless smirked and said while pointing at Wharton's neck.