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Chapter 1200 The sorrow of the frog at the bottom of the well?(2/2)

He Dengfeng and others also said nervously.

"Boy, what did you say?"

Li Hanran looked at Qin Hao with an angry face.

who is he?

He is the third young master of Nanguang Province and a martial arts master. Wherever he goes, don’t others respect him?

How dare this kid call him a fool?

It's really hateful.

Qin Hao put his hands behind him, his face was indifferent, and said lightly: "I said you are stupid."

"court death!"

When Li Hanran heard Qin Hao's words, he could no longer hold it back.

With a wave of the long sword in his hand, a dazzling sword light slashed at Qin Hao.

boom!

In an instant, the sword light hit Qin Hao.

The ground exploded in the place where Qin Hao was, gravel splashed, and smoke and dust rolled.

When everyone saw this scene, they all shook their heads secretly.

I'm afraid this young man has been split in half, right?

Tan Xiangyu wrapped her arms around her chest, and her face was filled with pity.
Chapter completed!
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