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... hills is gradually darkening. The mountain guards began to close.
Those swords that fell from the clouds and traversed the four fields quickly dissipated. The terrible pressure is no longer there, and the wind blowing between heaven and earth is a bit free.
Lin Yuan is holding a sword, the sword is bloody, and the clothes are windy.
He looked at the sky and looked awkward.
Three feet away from him, Yan Xing lay on the ground, with shallow blood pool under his body. Al ...
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