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Whoosh!

The fist wind was like a waterfall as it suddenly whizzed forward.

Duanmu Ting's shout made Ye Ling's punch stop in front of Murong Yunhai.

At this moment, the situation was extremely tense, but Murong Yunhai was trembling. He had long since lost control of his six souls and his face was as white as paper.

Ye Ling glanced coldly at Duanmu Ting who was behind him