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The Dragon Soul Knife was unsheathed, and the crowd dispersed like ants on a hot pan, afraid of being affected.

Li Ren didn't even look at him. It wasn't bragging, he was standing there and allowed him to chop.

Ghost May Cry's face distorted, with both hands on his blade, he shouted out explosively and rushed towards Li Ren like a mad bull. He knew that he was not Li Ren's match