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Chapter nine hundred and eighteen provocation saint(2/2)

If they broke into the Great Sun Palace, they would not spare him.

To be kind to your enemy is to be cruel to yourself.

Fang Yue understands this truth well.

So I didn't feel any sympathy for these people.

"Fang Yue, that's enough!"

Seeing Fang Yue's aggressiveness, Tailong finally made up his mind.

"If you do this again, we will destroy your clone even if you pay a certain price."

Tai Long spoke, his voice bursting with anger. If looks could kill, Fang Yue would definitely have been pierced by thousands of arrows.

"You say enough is enough? But why should I listen to you? You have to pay a certain price to kill me. Is this your next ultimatum to me?"

Fang Yue's smile gradually turned cold.

The organizers of the Beidou War repeatedly treated him unfairly, made things difficult for him, and even framed him and wanted to kill him.

This time, he wanted revenge.

Revenge the injustice!

There was a faint gleam of light flowing in Fang Yue's cold eyes.

Tailong's heart was trembling. "I am a majestic saint, unparalleled throughout the ages. In terms of life level, I am countless times higher than this Fang Yue. In terms of practice experience, Fang Yue is also no match for me! How could I be...

Captured by his momentum, I am a dragon and a god, and he

They are ants and ordinary people!"

Tai Lung, secretly cheered himself up.

He must not be suppressed by Fang Yue's aura this time.

However, things often backfire.

No matter what Tai Long told himself in his heart, when he saw Fang Yue's cold eyes, he always felt like he was being targeted by a snake or scorpion!

"This Fang Yue cannot stay! He must die here! Otherwise, when he grows up, I, the organizer of the Beidou Conflict, may no longer have a foothold in this world!" Deep in Tailong's heart, emotions were rolling.
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