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... every parry sent a shockwave that rippled through the air and made the lanterns flicker above. The servants had long since retreated to the edges, their faces pale, their breaths short. The disciples of the Sword Shandian Sect stood with mouths half open, unable to believe what they were seeing.
Han Zukong’s sword blurred like a streak of silver light. He struck again and again, his expression filled with fierce delight. His laughter echoed between the columns. "Come on, little brother! ...
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