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"I disdain the despicable means of injuring people in the dark."
He coldly responded, continuing to watch the Cangbian tree.
The attack just now, resembling a flash of sword light, was extremely fast and fleeting.
"Was it a spike?"
Xu Yan pondered in his heart.
The young man from the Divine Sect had a gloomy face; he looked at another path-finding Martial Artist, and said, "Go, dig up the Cangbian tree."
"Yes, yes!"
That Martial Artist trembled with fear, vigilantly watching his surroundings, ready to respond to any attack at any moment.
The gaze of the young man from the Divine Sect remained fixed on Xu Yan.
Everyone else was the same.
In their eyes, it was highly likely that Xu Yan had made the move.
The Martial Artist arrived under the Cangbian tree, glanced sideways at Xu Yan, seemingly reassured he hadn't made a move, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, cautiously preparing to dig up the Cangbian tree.