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... ng Flying Needle beneath his fist, a Pure Yang Flying Needle over a foot long was merely three inches away from his eyes.
He slightly turned his head, and the Pure Yang Flying Needle ultimately landed on his neck, leaving a bloody mark.
Chen Qing grabbed Hao Chengjian's hand and furiously questioned: "This is just a common spar, why are you attempting to kill me!"
Hao Chengjian replied indifferently: "You're just a nobody who luckily obtained some skills. So what if I kil ...
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