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... tent surged like rivers, sweeping through the void. The oppressive force of his knife began to overwhelm Seven Kills.
The clash of metal rang out again and again.
“Blood-Stained Edge,” Seven Kills whispered.
A crimson sheen coated her blade, the blood-lit sword cleaving through the air in a deadly arc. Xu Zimo stepped back, narrowly avoiding it.
“Flying Stream.”
“Soul Reversal.”
Her voice was cold, and with each cry, the Seven-Star Sword flared bri ...
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