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Article 2015. Heavenly Light Fist

"Won't die? Hahaha!"

You Ji couldn't help but laugh out loud. Tears were about to burst out from his eyes. He looked at Ning Qi like a cat toying with a mouse, "Now that you don't have Saintess to support you, tell me, why won't you die?"

As soon as his voice faded, You Ji's vision darkened. A fist the size of a sand pan landed on his face