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“Haha, that Young Man is obviously no match for young master he!”

“Of course, not to mention the powerful fierce beasts under young master he, even his own strength is definitely not something that young man can compare to!”

“Young master he, teach that Guy a lesson and let him know how powerful you are!”

Seeing the weapon in he Yuan’s hand, the young men of the Yan clan had a burning look in their eyes as they flattered him from behind.

“Unless that youth is at the second level of the profound void tier, he is absolutely not a match for Little Yuan!”

“That’s right, be careful later, don’t injure your life!”

The two middle-aged men looked at this scene with smiles on their faces as they stood at the side, ready to attack at any time.

“Roar Roar!”

The roars of fierce beasts rang out, and the group of fierce beasts had already engaged in a fierce battle.

“Young master Wang!”

Around them, Long Xiaotian’s subordinates were also shouting with worried faces.