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... a moment and receiving no answer, Ye Qing let out a chuckle and said, “Otherwise, you don’t stand a chance against me.”
“You are courting death, junior!”
The Southern Ghost Emperor was already furious to begin with, and Ye Qing’s words drilled a hole straight into that pot of boiling anger and frustration. So, he let out an angry roar and pulled out a dark red spear from the sky.
When he thrust the spear forward, dark red yin flame stirred violently, and parasol trees jum ...
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