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After saying that, Tian Xuan punched towards Xiao Yu's chest.

"Crack!"

"Puchi!"

The fist landed on Xiao Yu's chest, and the bones on Xiao Yu's chest slowly shattered. Blood spurted out of his mouth as his small body was thrown backwards.

At this moment, Xiao Yu no longer felt like his body belonged to him. He felt extremely tired and weak …

Was he going to die just like that? Maybe! However