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Xu Cunzhi wore a cold smirk. After crossing swords with Ye Qing last time, he had thoroughly understood Ye Qing's situation. Hence, he harbored no fear of Ye Qing deep in his heart, with the only exception being the Seven-Star Ancient Sword in Ye Qing's possession.

Now, Ye Qing, beaten by him to this extent, didn't even have the strength to lift his sword, thus leaving nothing for Xu Cunzhi to fear.

Looking at Ye Qing lying on the ground, Xu Cunzhi raised his hand and sneered, "That's right, let me tell you something else, Gao Shusen was also personally killed by my brother. But, it looks like you no longer have a chance to avenge them. However, you will soon be reunited down below, which is quite nice, isn't it?"