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C171

"Those who block me, die." Ouyang Yu was like the god of death as he spoke. His sharp aura was like sharp scissors, tearing through the air.

The disciples of the Hua Lin Immortal Sect naturally didn't place Ouyang Yu in their eyes. Seeing that a junior dared to come alone, they immediately rushed towards Ouyang Yu in a threatening manner.

"You're courting death

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