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Ying Jie squinted his eyes, looking towards the opposite side.
Lu Qingshan held the Demon Suppressing Sword, its obsidian-like blade glinting with a deep purple light.
His eyelids drooped slightly, making it hard to discern his expression.
Finally, Lu Qingshan lifted his eyelids.
Their gazes met in the air, neither one looking away.
Ying Jie laughed heartily, "You, a Sixth Grade, want to kill me?"
He truly laughed.
"In the Wilderness Do ...
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