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... lazing flames and terrifying air waves, ruins on the shaking lake rise up one after another, whizzing through the wind.
The second arrow appeared too abruptly,
Wan Yan's smiling face froze, and he reached out and shook it in the air.
He also only had time to hold the middle of the arrow.
In Linjiang County, there is probably no one who can hold Gu Zhanjian.
The iron arrow made a harsh friction sound in the palm of your hand.
Sparks splashed ...
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