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Daoxuan was dressed in a dark green Taoist robe, drumming without wind, hunting, holding a sword in his right hand, with a solemn face, and holding the sword formula tightly in his left hand.
His low voice came from the heaven and the earth, like a Sanskrit chanting, like a curse, echoing far away.
Suddenly, he swung the sword art with his left hand, piercing the sky.
In an instant, the ancient sword of Zhu Xian burst out with extremely dazzling brilliance, lik ...
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