C625 Be Qualified to Die at My Hands

Uncle Wu frowned slightly. He felt that he had met an opponent this time.

However, his brows quickly relaxed.

Because, he felt that no matter how strong Lin Fei was, he was no match for him.

His body's strength had already reached the level of horizontal training. Even if it was a Martial Cultivator at the early stage of Qi Refining Stage, he could still fight with them.

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