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... .. what kind of thing is that guy?!"
The leader of the men in black robes and masked faces shouted angrily.
Dong Tiesong unleashed three successive sword strikes, neutralizing the opponent’s wave of attacks, before he managed to say, "He’s not a thing!"
As the lead black-robed, masked man’s offensive was not yet finished, his long sword, swift like the wind and sprinkling cold starlight, pressured Dong Tiesong to keep retreating. He said, "Elder Dong, that person is the s ...
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