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"Brat, you're getting a bit too cocky, don't you think? Do you really believe that just because you slaughtered a town, you're above everyone else?"
Elder Shen Benyou looked at Li Huowang standing before him, his face clearly displaying his displeasure.
His body shivered slightly, and the rusted long nails that had burrowed into his body rapidly shot out, flying towards Li Huowang.
But who would have guessed that just as the nails flew halfway, Li Huowang, who was in the midst of slitting his own throat, nimbly dodged them with his extremely agile body.
At this moment, an eerie smile spread across Li Huowang's gaunt face. He stamped his feet on the "Great Thousand Record," rushing towards the five Elders with a gust of wind.
"Protect the Elders!" Flames quickly ignited on the bodies of Shou San, Huan Jue, and the other Ao Jing Sect believers.
