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... ew toward Bu Fang in order to crush him. Even space was oppressed by that palm and it emitted a sharp whistling sound as it flew toward Bu Fang.
The Netherworld woman swiftly dodged it and stood in a distant place as she coldly looked at Bu Fang who seemed like a small skiff before that blood-red palm.
It was impossible for Bu Fang to block that palm with his current cultivation. There was no doubt about it… He was definitely going to die.
However, just when s ...
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