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... h the air, its flash in that instant as brilliant as a meteor. The speed of that knife rivaled the fleeting bloom of an epiphyllum, and the intent released by that knife was something no one could truly comprehend—a deep and mysterious realm that could only be sensed, not described.
At the very moment the flying knife tore through the air, Jiang Dali felt as if he were once again facing Li Xunhuan, firmly locked on, with a faint sense of crisis.
This feeling was astonishingly bro ...
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