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Ling Hao walked towards Xing Yun with a calm and collected gaze. Walking in front of him, he said: "I took a palm from you the other day, and from then on, I have no relations with Myriad Demons Sect at all."

"Right now, your skills are inferior, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered."

Xing Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, the roar just now broke all his internal organs