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Hmm?
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When Ye Fan's arrogant words rang in their ears and they felt the emerging terrifying murderous intent from Ye Fan, not only Kang Lin and his two companions but also Murong Gu and Father Murong Sheng, the father and son duo, were all taken aback.
Under the sunlight, they all looked at Ye Fan with puzzled faces, "Could it be that he still has an ace up his sleeve?"
Impossible!
Their intuition told them that Ye Fan was not spouting empty bravado or trying to bluff, but their logic said that there's no way Ye Fan's magic could break through the Blood Qi protection of the Taiyin Xuan Sword, let alone harm Murong Sheng!
Moreover, they thought, if Ye Fan had an ace up his sleeve, it made no sense to wait until now to use it.
"Whoosh—"
The next moment.
Before the crowd could recover from their confusion, with a thought from Ye Fan's heart, the pitch-black Ghostly Gourd popped out from his chest and floated in front of him, looking incredibly eerie.
