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... greement?!"
Jiang Dali watched with shock as Xiong Ba stood over Zhu Wushi, the Iron Gall Divine Hou, who lay on the ground twitching and convulsing, as if in unbearable pain, sensing that something was amiss.
Ssshh—!
A blazing white sword tip suddenly tore through Zhu Wushi’s palm, ripping apart flesh and muscle.
Before the blood could splatter, it was eerily absorbed by the blazing white sword tip, forming a bloodline that flowed along the sword’s spine, strikin ...
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