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"Stab!"
The sharp sword, at the moment it pierced Ye Xuan's body, snapped with a "crack".
"Stab stab stab!"
The other men in black suits were also ruthless, but their sharp swords all broke.
"Just a mere Foundation Establishment Early Stage guy, dares to play with swords?"
Ye Xuan sneered disdainfully, grabbed a piece of broken blade, and with a "whoosh", flung it at one of the men in black suits.
"Puff!"
The sharp blade instantly sliced through the man's wrist, severing his right hand.
"Such a fierce guy!"
The leader, wearing sunglasses in a sharp black suit, had a trace of viciousness flash across his face. He stared coldly at Ye Xuan and said harshly, "Offending the Klan Mafia, in this Tan City, you're dead for sure."
"Haha, really didn't expect it, after the significant losses of the J Tower battle, the Klan Mafia still has such spirit to say such ignorant words."
At this time, the previously silent Meng Weijia suddenly sneered a few times and said harshly.
