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Chapter 39(2/2)

"Father, don't worry, I can fight a hundred people like the Yang family in a row."

Ning Wuya looked at Tang Li coldly: "Boy, your ignorance has successfully angered me, and I will make you pay a heavy price."

Tang Li raised his fingers at Ning Wuya and said disdainfully, "Really? Then I want to see how you make me pay the price."

"court death!"

Ning Wuya was furious and took out a Xuan-level spirit spear. A silver vortex suddenly appeared on the tip of the spear. The next moment, he rose into the air and stabbed Tang Li in the head at an extremely fast speed.

Tang Li didn't panic, and the spirit sword suddenly appeared in his hand. Just when Ning Wuya's spearhead was less than a foot away from him, his body suddenly flashed, leaving a shadow on the spot, and Ning Wuya

Ya's spirit spear just happened to pierce the phantom.

When Ning Wuya saw this, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly realized that he had underestimated the enemy. Tang Li's strength was definitely not comparable to that of trash like Yang Wuxin and Yang Wuhao.

However, it was already too late at this time. Tang Li didn't give him any time to react. The next moment, Tang Li's sword had pierced his body mercilessly.


Chapter completed!
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