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... mouth, and wetted the two-handed banyan.
Looking at this figure, it was the monk who had scouted a dozen dead bodies six months ago.
At this point, he had lost his magnificence, but had a look of panic and incredible expression.
"It's impossible! It's impossible! You're just a mid-range hairy, how could it be so powerful!"
The monk hissed.
Opposite, Zhang Yang's expression was indifferent.
"Huh! Ignorance!"
A cold hum, with a disdainful tone.
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