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A Real King-Level Strike

Editor: Henyee Translations

Han Fei was extremely arrogant.

At this moment, none of them could handle this poison.

Han Fei shouted, "I can't stop all of you, but you can give it a try! If you're not afraid of the stench, just rush over. Everyone can leave after dropping a key to the Monarch Palace. But if you are from Supreme Clearness, Infinity or Golden Crow, you'll have to leave your Sun-Moon Shells behind."

At this moment, the blood pool was surging. On one hand, these people had to resist the stench, and on the other hand, they had to avoid the blood muds and the collapsing void above the blood pool…

However, no matter how dangerous the situation was, what did it have to do with Han?

Han Fei sneered. "Let's be clear. I'm targeting the three of you. Do you think you can sneak attack me?"

"Arrogant!"

The five disciples of the Supreme Clearness World drew their swords.