Pablo was no exception. He backpedaled anxiously, but as if it had eyes, Demon Flogger was relentless in its pursuit of him.
In a defensive move, Pablo grabbed a random Demonic Cultivator in each hand and threw them forward.
Screaming, the Demonic Cultivators crashed into the tail end of the whip.
Boom!
Before they could react, they exploded into a mist of blood in mid-air. As it was surrounded by the Demonic Cultivators’ blood, Demon Flogger’s aura was momentarily contained.
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