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... ins on his arms protruded, trying to break it.
The bronze handle of the war gun left a light handprint, but the pine needle blade at the front end was not damaged at all.
"It's really hard."
Inside the tent, a ghost party general said, "I'll try it."
He stretched out his hand to draw, and the shadow behind him stood up unexpectedly, turning into a height of zhang Xu, extremely strange, and the black air around his body was transpiring like a flame.
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