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... uddenly turning his face to look at Ma Ran, only to discover that the other had already averted his gaze, staring at his nose, and his nose at his heart, as if it all had nothing to do with him.
"Was it an illusion?"
Peng Hanqing shook his head, refocusing his attention on Zhu Hanyi.
The Sword Dao that Zhu Hanyi displayed wasn’t flashy, with no special routines, just two words — Fast! Fierce!
Fast, in terms of his sword speed, which makes it difficult for dynamic ...
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