The scene was completely silent.

"The magic! It's the magic!"

Zeng Zhi stared, filled with fear.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

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After a moment, everyone present came to their senses one by one, and the sounds of gasping for air could be heard at the right time, one after another, continuously.

"Feng...Senior Brother Feng Fan is dead?"

The outer disciples looked at Feng Fan's body and were completely dumbfounded.

"How is that possible?!"

The outer deacon ‘Deng Wei’’s face changed drastically, his eyes showed unwillingness, and he stared at Duan Lingtian, “How could this little beast kill Feng Fan! No! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!”

Deng Wei was unwilling to accept this reality.

The other outer deacons also looked bitter now.

From the moment Feng Fan was killed, the 'meritorious points' they had bet on were all in vain.

"My one thousand merit points... are gone! Gone!!"

An outer disciple beat his chest and stamped his feet, wailing continuously.

"You only have one thousand merit points, how dare you scream? I have lost three thousand merit points!"

An outer disciple next to him roared with a stern face.

For a moment, the faces of the outer disciples who had placed bets also darkened.

Feng Fan's death also means that the merit points they bet on are gone and will never be returned to their crystal cards.

Now, they all want to die.

"Feng Fan is so useless! Even the strongest person in the "Earth Ranking"... can't even defeat an outer disciple who has just entered the sect for two months."

"That's right! What a waste!"

"A strong man from the "Earth Ranking" also used two earth-level sacred weapons engraved with the 'Two-Star Sacred Mark', and he died in the hands of a new disciple of the sect... It's really embarrassing!"

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Chapter completed!