Except for Fang Yu, no other warrior present could detect the complex aura exuding from the masked man.

This is why they despise masked men so much.

If they knew that the masked man had dozens of completely different auras, they would be shocked and speechless.

In the square, Red Wolf held the Red Flame Sword and stretched it forward.

"Buzz!"

The blade vibrated, making a roar in the air.

"Let me see if your strength is worthy of your courage."

Red Wolf roared loudly, held the Red Flame Sword, and swung it forward!

"Whoosh!"

A crescent-shaped fire blade appeared in the air and blasted towards the masked man at high speed!

The masked man stood still and did not dodge.

"Click!"

The flaming blade passed directly through the masked man's right shoulder.

The entire right arm of the masked man fell directly to the ground.

The red wolf's eyes were cold, he clenched the red flame knife and swung it in the air again!

Another fire blade pierced the masked man's left shoulder.

The masked man's entire left arm also fell to the ground.

In just two or three seconds, the masked man lost his arms!

This is too miserable!

Many people took a breath of cold air.

"With this little strength, you still want to grab the spiritual mirror from Red Wolf? Is this masked man really dreaming?"

"That's right, I thought I could hold on for at least one or two rounds...but I couldn't even catch a single blow. This is too weak..."

"Does this person not know who Red Wolf is? Otherwise, why would he be so confused?"

There was a burst of joking discussion in the crowd.

But at this moment, someone suddenly burst out with a cry of surprise.

"Quick, look! The hands of the masked man are actually..."

Everyone looked at the masked man, and then their eyes widened with disbelief.

They saw that the masked man had been cut off, and the two arms that had fallen to the ground actually floated up and were reattached to his shoulders...
Chapter completed!