Wang Hao's Thunder Blade struck the mysterious ice, which barely blocked it.
However, just as Chen Shihan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Wang Hao's hand had already grabbed her head.
Chen Shihan was scared out of her wits.
The recent baptism of thunder, although she resisted it, consumed a lot of her power and left her body paralyzed.
Her movements were sluggish, and facing Wang Hao's speed, she could no longer evade.
"Don't kill..."
"Bang..."
Before Chen Shihan could even plead for mercy, her head exploded, leaving behind a headless corpse.
Her body reverted to its original form.
Curvaceous and perfectly proportioned.
But now, no one was admiring it.
Except for a super pervert, no one would feel anything for a headless corpse.
"Dead... Is she dead?"
Even now, many bystanders found it hard to believe.
That was Chen Shihan!
The goddess in the hearts of many men.
Wang Hao just killed her like that?
Without a trace of hesitation.
Is he even a man?!
