"Ah, ah..."
From Qingye Death God's mouth, continual screams of agony echoed out.
Even as an Earth Realm martial artist, the relentless tearing of flesh from his body by Ah Lang was equally excruciating.
About five minutes or so passed, and Ah Lang mercilessly clawed hundreds of chunks of flesh from the body of Qingye Death God.
In many areas, where flesh had been torn away, stark white bones were exposed.
Qingye Death God naturally tried to dodge incessantly, but his speed was nowhere close to Ah Lang's.
Although he had made a breakthrough to become an Earth Realm martial artist half a year ago.
However, in fact, his foundation was nowhere near as solid as Ah Lang's, and his speed couldn't compare to Ah Lang's at all.
As the saying goes in the world of Martial Arts, speed is the key!
Even martial artists cannot escape this principle.
If your speed is slow, you will have to take hits.
