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... en his wrists, his figure flashed, as fast as lightning, and pierced his forehead.
The tip of the sword was glowing with dazzling golden light, and it came before him in the blink of an eye. The disciple was terrified, and before he could change his move, he was already slapped flying.
"I come."
Not to be outdone, the rest of the disciples resorted to their strongest combat power one after another, rushing forward one after another.
Lin Qingluo's figure was like the w ...
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