Hiss...
An astonishing scene unfolded.
After Snow Mane's bone was severed, a thick smoke billowed out, but this smoke was neither white nor black; it was cyan, just like the bone.
Whoosh...
Once the bone was cut, Snow Mane's right forelimb was connected to its body by only a half of flesh, almost hanging from its chest.
With just this bit of blurred flesh, how could it stop Xia Hong's blade?
Xia Hong's gaze was fierce. He suddenly leapt up, coming down from high in the air, and the broken blade in his hand cleaved a fierce edge, cutting through the circle of flesh around the freshly fractured bone.
Bang...
Snow Mane's right forelimb was torn from its body, crashing to the ground with a thunderous sound, the cyan smoke dissipating as Snow Mane wailed sorrowfully after its arm was severed.
"Roar..."
This roar no longer carried any of the arrogance from before.
At this moment, Snow Mane looked at Xia Hong with eyes full of fear and panic.
