Before Ye Sheng could recover from the paralysis, Ethan Lin's figure appeared behind him like the god of death!
Ethan Lin's face was as calm as water. He raised the Cang Lei Dragon Soul Sword in his hand without hesitation and chopped it towards Ye Sheng's neck without hesitation!
"laugh!!"
The sword blade chopped down, accompanied by a slight sound, and Ye Sheng's head fell off, separated from his neck in an instant!
The gushing column of blood looked like a spring!
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