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Not only Liang Lin, Chen Sha, and the others had not arrived, even the Demon Sky Sword God had not expected his disciple, Wei Zongyuan, to be defeated so utterly!
Watching Yang Xiaotian stand there, unwavering like a mountain that propped up the heavens, the Demon Sky Sword God had a complex look in his eyes, filled with shock, excitement, envy, and even jealousy and killing intent.
Intense killing intent.
That's right, intense killing intent.
Never before had he wanted to kill someone so much.
However, just as the Demon Sky Sword God was harboring thoughts of murder, suddenly, there was a thunderous noise in the distant sky, and a sword light ripped through the air and came hurtling towards them.
The speed of the sword light was so fast that even the Demon Sky Sword God was taken aback.
The sword light stopped at Wangtian Peak.
As the sword light faded, everyone looked on to see a young man appearing before them.
