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"Just you? A mere Golden Core Middle Stage, and you dare speak to me like that?"
The elder with a withered face glanced coldly at Ye Xuan, sneering with disdain, and spoke indifferently.
"Today, my sword will definitely cut you down!"
The sharp tip of the long sword in Ye Xuan's hand emitted a fierce Sword Light, pointing at the distant withered elder as he spoke viciously.
"Hmph! Ye Xuan, since you're here today, let's settle this."
Kneeling on the ground like a dog, Jing Wu Huahai suddenly stood up, furious, glaring at Ye Xuan under the blood moon, and shouted fiercely.
"Ye Xuan, leave that guy to me."
Ximen Huahai said coldly.
"Huahai, you..."
Ye Xuan was suddenly stunned.
He saw that at some point, a thin wooden branch had appeared in Ximen Huahai's hand.
