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“Chen Fan, are you afraid now? Are you trembling in fear? Feeling regret? Drowning in despair?!”
Holding the Purgatory Divine Halberd, Duan Jingtian’s aura reached a terrifying peak. He was like a demonic god in the sky, looking down at the people and holding their fates in his fists.
A terrifying pressure had shrouded Chen Fan.
Chen Fan’s irises had shrunk. A fierce light flickered in his eyes as he said calmly, “Duan Jingtian, so this is your trump card? The ninth level? It’s indeed a little surprising.”
“Hahahaha, the high elder thought he could stop me by injuring me. He’s too naïve! I, Duan Jingtian, am a god among you mortals!...
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