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Whoosh~ Whoosh~
Suddenly, the sound of bellows being pulled emanated from within Lian Que's body.
He erupted like a spark from a furnace, charging straight at Zhao Fangyuan.
Raising his right hand high, his right hand turned into a fiery red in the air, muscles bulging and veins popping, like a giant swinging a hammer.
The temperature inside the hall soared!
"Lian Que, you really are suspicious!" the female cultivator at the northeast corner shouted angrily, but she stepped back, clearly not intending to directly confront Lian Que, who had suddenly erupted.
Facing the attack, Zhao Fangyuan spun to dodge the hammer blow, his footsteps rapidly shifting, as he moved to the doorway, leaving behind a series of afterimages.
He shouted, "Everyone focus on taking down Lian Que first! How can we vie for the opportunity with clearance of mind if we don't kill him?"
Jiang Wang's hand rested on the hilt of his sword, but instead of advancing, he retreated to a side door position.
