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The wind was rustling, the ears were buzzing, and the howls of the black wild boar echoed in the deep forest, as if to tear people to pieces, and the eardrums were shaken and painful.
He wanted to stretch out his hand to wipe the blood and sweat that was about to flow into his eyes, but the demon cultivators who followed one after another, like an endless night of darkness, made him have no time to concentrate.
He could only mechanically raise his arm and swing a sword a ...
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