In fact, it was impossible for this punch to hit, let alone an instant kill, but Lord Grim couldn't deflect the punch when he raised the Thousand Planes Umbrella in his hand.

Han Wenqing was stunned. Such a disgusting mistake couldn't have happened to Ye Xiu, right? He suddenly felt uneasy.

Punch!

The magic power in the shadow of the fist seemed to be shattered and bloomed like a flower. At the same time, a cat meowed, and the black civet was curled up into a ball by the punch of Desert Guyan and flew out.

What's happening? Under the close-up, everyone can see very clearly that Lord Grim has turned into a civet?

There is no transformation spell in Glory. There is only one possibility to create such a change.

Summoner skill: Transposition.

"Holy shit!!!"

"The civet was summoned by his mother Lord Grim?!" The professional players group was already shouting curses.

Lord Grim has already appeared behind Shi Buhuan.

"Angel wings! It's so bright!" Ye Xiu admired.

Assassin skills: one fatal blow.

"Fuck, where's the life-threatening blow?!"

"There are two forms of dark night type, right? Both dark night skills have appeared before, right!" The professional players group was scolding again.

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Chapter completed!