Hearing Lin Tian's words, the Hundred Refinement Workshop's Grand Elder's face immediately changed drastically, "You ... you want to destroy my Hundred Refinement Workshop?!"

Lin Tian did not say anything and stepped out, the longsword in his hand vibrating again.

"Clang!"

With the sword whistling, the Inflaming Fire Sword Mantle flew in all directions, chopping off the heads of each Hundred Refinement Workshop disciple.

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