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"Why shouldn't I?"
Pang Xuhuai's mocking sneer suggested he didn't take Feng Wuchen's words seriously at all.
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao pursued with Instantaneous Movement, intercepting Pang Xuhuai.
"Hand over the Divine Spirit Stone!" Feng Wuchen said grimly, his chilling murderous intent locking onto Pang Xuhuai as if tangible.
"You brat, with your strength, you can't hurt me at all. Stop yelling in front of me. If it weren't for the Tian Yao Saintess's Divine Spirit barrier in the Yanhuang Tago Desert, do you think you would have survived?" Pang Xuhuai said with disdain.
"If the Yin and Yang Clan hadn't intervened, do you think that idiot Fu Yang could have dealt with us?" Feng Wuchen said scornfully, while already sending a message to Baili Yufeng.
"Pang Xuhuai, how daring of you!" As Feng Wuchen spoke, Baili Yufeng's icy voice, thick with killing intent, arrived.