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Chen Fan’s words came as the funniest joke to Murong Ting, and he laughed out loud. His tone dripped with mockery and disdain.
“What? You want to take my head? Hahahaha, you, kill me, Murong Ting? Bring my head back to your sect and claim the reward? You must be dreaming!”
Let alone the difference in cultivation level between Chen Fan and him, even the difference in their background was like heaven and earth.
Although they had only traded blows briefly, Murong Ting could tell that Chen Fan had an ordinary background. If it weren’t, his martial arts wouldn’t be stuck at the quasi-immortal tier.
In terms of cultivation, Chen Fan was weaker.
In terms of background, he was completely o...
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