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... it Sanyang Zhenren.
Bang.
A dull voice suddenly resounded.
The next moment, everyone still saw that a figure was directly blasted back.
That figure is Sanyang Daoist.
"Pfft."
Under this palm, Master Sanyang's figure was directly thrown several feet away. Master Sanyang struggled to stabilize his figure, but a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and his clothes were messy. His face also became a little pale, looking a little embarrasse ...
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