Although he reacted quickly, it was still too slow. The blade flashed past his right knee, and his lower leg fell to the ground at once, followed by a headfirst plunge.,Before his words could even finish, a bone-shattering sound erupted. The opponent's shoulder blade had been pulverized by Ling Hao's palm wind.,The next moment, a cloud of blood erupted from the elder's brow, a headshot.。