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... eeing Ye Sanren's slightly changed face, he already knew everything.
Amidst the sneer, the Qinghe sword turned into a stream of light, and the sword aura with dots of golden light in the blue whizzed, like lightning and flint, passing through Situ's Qingqing white neck.
How...
Not a single bit of blood flowed out.
What appeared here was a phantom that could confuse the real one!
"Fang Daoyou... Between us, there is no need for a life-and-death enmi ...
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