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"Tell your men to stop." Wu Qiong restrained his teasing expression and used the blade of the Asura Blade to pat Mo Fei's neck as he ordered, "This will give you a chance of survival."

Mo Fei's face was pale. He wiped off the cold sweat that had fallen to his chin with the back of his hand and stared at Wu Qiong with wide eyes, "You can't kill me …" Even if you kill me