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“Avenge you?”
Chen Fan yanked out his iron spear, and Sword Venerable Ling Yun collapsed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Chen Fan curled his lips and said, “Anyone who crosses my path will meet their end. You demonic cultivators have no morals at all. All of you deserve to die!”
"Run! Hurry! That man is a demon!"
After Sword Venerable Ling Yun and the others’ deaths, the morale of their minions plummeted like a falling mountain. Their faces were filled with horror as they frantically ran outside, wishing they had an additional leg to run faster.
“Minions like you are also thinking of escaping?” Chen Fan's tone held no hint of mercy as he vanished from sight.
Poof, poof, poof, poof, poof…
The sound of his spear...
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