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Zhang Tian's face was ashen. After being directly hit by the godly weapon and having his right hand crippled, he had been severely injured. At this moment, Zhang Tian was only struggling at death's door. There was no hope for him to survive!

"Let's give them a quick death!" Zhang Tian stood there swaying. He was in incomparable pain right now. He only wished to close his eyes forever