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Tang Jun, the top disciple among the new generation of the Tang Clan, was at the Foundation Establishment Peak. His strength was extraordinary, just one step away from the Golden Core Realm. He excelled in hidden weapons and poison, and his overall prowess made him nearly invincible within the Foundation Establishment Realm.
At this moment, he moved swiftly, with several dark-green darts between his fingers.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
In an instant, the poison darts in Tang Jun's hand shot towards Ye Xuan like dazzling meteors.
Even though Ye Xuan was gravely injured, with his internal organs battered and bleeding, his methods were still vicious and fierce. Within the Foundation Establishment Realm, ordinary cultivators would find it difficult to kill Ye Xuan.
He was like a dying tiger.
Could a wild dog finish off a wounded tiger?
Impossible!
The reason a tiger is called a tiger is because of its imposing presence, its strength, and its intimidating power.
