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At that moment, Hei Li wanted to do something, but he realized he could do nothing.
His eyes, like the spirits at the bottom of an abyss.
The eyes of death, so cold.
Hei Li despaired, his ferocious expression said it all.
He roared and shrieked.
Hiss!
Boom!
The sound of flames fiercely burning came.
Following a Fire Explosion, sparks scattered everywhere.
The body of the Qimen Palace Master was reduced to ashes.
Disappearing into the dust.
A cold wind blew past, tousling Zhang Xiaofan's somewhat disheveled hair.
He stood resolutely watching the place where the Qimen Palace Master had been destroyed.
The darkness gradually dispersed, and the sky returned to normal.
Thus, the Qimen Palace Master was thoroughly killed by Zhang Xiaofan's hands.
Burned to ashes.
However, a wisp of black qi suddenly drifted towards the sky.
Zhang Xiaofan gazed after it.
The black qi suddenly took the form of a person.
