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... lefield, six Gui Cang realm experts were locked in fierce combat, with waves of qi surging and killing intent everywhere.
Zhang Chunyang’s ten fingers moved like lightning, condensing Pure Yang Qi into sharp blades, lunging straight at Qianyuan’s vital points.
The dark green poison mist surged around Qianyuan, making a corrosive sound that sent chills down one’s spine.
Pure Yang Qi and the poison mist clashed, creating layers of sonic booms, each one stirring up multiple ...
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