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“Is that so?” Ye Qing smiled. “I wonder. I personally believe that it’s never too late until I’m dead.”
“Don’t worry. You’re going to die very soon.” The village chief sneered. Black, pungent smoke abruptly flowed out of his nostrils, and a soft sword abruptly slid out of the village chief’s sleeve. Like a viper, he unleashed a double thrust at Ye Qing’s throat and heart that was somehow menacing and perfectly soundless at the same time.
The soft sword pierced Ye Qing’s throat, but the village chief was the one who flinched. It was because the young man had popped like a bubble.
“Shit! It’s a fake!”
The village chief withdrew his sword and jumped away faster than when he attacked Ye Qing. He appeared outside the building in just an instant and unleashed thirty six thrusts while doing so. The sword thrusts combined into a powerful gale that turned the entire building into a crumbling pincushion in an instant. The sword art was named the “Thirty Six Gale Swords”.
“Dude, that was a perfectly good house. It’s such a waste to destroy it.”
The village chief had just caught his balance. He didn’t even have time to draw his breath when a regretful voice came from behind. Every hair on his skin stood on end, but before he could make a move, an icy hand grabbed his shoulder and froze him in place....
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