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... eams of more than 100 people. They turned and the long bow in their hands was full of moons and the arrows were wounded.
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Hundreds of feather arrows were off the strings, feather arrows crossed the wind, and shot toward Chen Ming. The arrow of a feather arrow shimmered in the cold light, like a sword rain in front of Chen Ming.
Chen Ming’s hand, Wang Jianzhong, once again pulled out a sword and flew toward the arrow in the sky. The feather arrow w ...
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