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"Creak, creak, creak …" The skeletons made a sound that made people's scalps go numb, then rushed towards Shen Feng like the tide.

At the same time, the scythe in Angel Of Death's hand turned cold and came whistling over.

"Clang!" As the two weapons clashed, Shen Feng could clearly feel that Angel Of Death's strength was a little stronger than before