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But even so, it was useless.     

His body was still out of his control and floated towards Qin Yu.     

The guardian was forcefully brought to Qin Yu's side in an instant.     

"Do you want to die?"     

Qin Yu's cold voice came to his ears.     

This voice was terrifying.     

"Don't... Don't kill me!" The guardian wailed. In the next second, Qin Yu crushed his head.     

His corpse was dumped on the ground. Qin Yu was covered in blood.     

Golden and blood-red colors mixed, making Qin Yu look like the god of death.     

Not far away, the First Elder's face turned ashen. He knew that Qin Yu was unbelievably powerful.      

"Little bastard..." the First Elder murmured. Then, an image of a huge disk appeared behind him.     

Like a sun hovering behind him, its power was huge and pure, vigorous and agile.     

"It's the First Elder's disk vision. It's his trump card."     

"The First Elder was forced to use his trump card by just one punch?"