Sure, here's the translated text:
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The old woman's eyes were filled with horror. Just how strong is this young man? He's so young, yet how is it possible that even after becoming a Junior War King, she's still not his match!
"Go to hell!"
The old woman shrieked madly, the black aura around her surging like a storm.
"Petty trick!"
Ye Qingfeng held the Flying Sword, his eyes focused, and instantly a ferocious Thunder surged around him, the sound of crackling filling the valley.
Bolts of Thunder about the size of a finger bathed around Ye Qingfeng. His expression was indifferent as he coldly faced the approaching black aura storm.
Piao Xue and Little Yue were dumbstruck; this scene was utterly exaggerated. Ye Qingfeng seemed like a War God, shrouded in Thunder, undying and indestructible, truly terrifying.
"Break!"
