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Chapter 1987 Blood, anger!

Ye Chen didn't know what they were thinking, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care. At this moment, he only had a fighting spirit, so what if he was seriously injured? As long as he fought to the end, the Heaven-Zhunting God and Demon Spear pointed at Lei Wu and roared: "Come and fight!" The powerful people of the Holy Dragon family have become deadly enemies, so there is no need to say more! If Ye Chen knew Ye Luo'er's whereabouts, he would probably be even more terrifying! "Satisfies you!" Lei Wu sneered and came to the ring. His eyes looked at Ye Chen, full of murderous intent. Ye Chen took out the blood demon sword, and at this moment, he rushed directly. When he rushed over, Lei Wu stood there and did not move at all. In his opinion, Ye Chen, who was seriously injured, no longer needed to care. After Ye Chen rushed over
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