"Do you know why I didn't dodge?" Tang Zhong said with a smile, "It's because you are too weak!"
"What?" Blood Sickle's face instantly turned ugly.
He even tried to pull back his sickle.
But it wouldn't budge; although the sickle was now on Tang Zhong's body, it seemed as though Tang Zhong controlled the sickle himself.
"Let go!" Blood Sickle shouted.
"Fine!" Tang Zhong said coldly.
His other empty hand suddenly swung towards Blood Sickle, and in that instant, there was a booming sound as the large Blood Sickle exploded into pieces.
It was forcibly blown into fragments, and the violent power surged out.
The fragments directly penetrated Blood Sickle's body, from head to toe, all studded with blood blades. His eyes widened, the vitality in his body dwindling bit by bit; looking at the scene in front of him, he muttered, "No... this is impossible, how can this be?"
Then, Blood Sickle's body collapsed to the ground with a loud thud.
