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... ’s Calligraphy!
It was a vague divine silhouette, towering in stature, with twelve arms.
“Divine Dao?”
Li Yanchu bent his legs slightly, his muscles coiling tight. In the next instant, he turned into an afterimage and appeared directly before Prince Qing’s heir.
Divine Dao or Demonic Dao, whatever it was, Prince Qing’s heir had to be slain today!
The towering divine shadow behind him mirrored his movements, chopping down with a blade swiftly and domineeringly. ...
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