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... words.
Zhuo Fan snickered, “Then, Sundering Sword, rise with me and break that lightning, tear a hole in the sky so that I can use apocalyptic thunderflame to make sure it never recovers, ha-ha-ha…”
Bam!
The Sundering Sword put a stop to his mad cackle, smacking his head with the wide part of the blade, making his nose swell.
“What was that for?!”
Rubbing his poor nose, Zhuo Fan snapped back, irate, “I wield you now, you’re my sword. I ...
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