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Chapter 1287

    

dy had a grudge against him, and on his wedding day, she could have fun by treating him like an underground emperor.Suddenly, someone shouted: "Young Master Zhou has spoken, what are you afraid of Don...Chapter 1287

Hello!

All listened to what he said.

All of them turned their eyes to Wang Fan almost at the same time, their expressions were as strange and bizarre as they could be.

Even Jiang Tianfang, Tang Lin, and Lü Yongping.

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Even the people of the Holy Land showed a hint of surprise!

What should I do to deal with this

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You know, these people in front of me are all at the peak of the Yuan Ying stage. How dare they use this word to address this person

"Fellow cultivator, please don't spout nonsense!"

If there's another instance of something coming from nothing, don't blame me for being impolite!

His face was getting increasingly worse. He had wanted to blend into the crowd and quietly participate in the assessment, not drawing too much attention to himself. But who would have thought that he would be singled out

"Humph!"

"奪雲 coldly snorted, angrily saying: "Since you refuse to repent, don't blame me for being impolite!"

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"My name is Du Yun, the junior disciple of Master Feng, the number one expert in the Zhen Shi realm. I have been practicing overseas for many years and just returned to Daxia a few days ago!"

The crowd suddenly understood.

The disciple of the Wind-Stealing Elder!

No wonder he's at the peak of the Yuan Ying stage!

"But that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is, he's a demonic cultivator, and even more so, a Martial Emperor!"tered an alley and parked their car in front of a siheyuan courtyard.Standing at the door was a middle-aged man with a square face. He gave off an air of intimidation without even needing to raise his...