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... y spout such filthy words, provoking me?" Zhou Ping’an growled, "If you want to battle, then let’s battle! I just hope that when you’re on the brink of death, you won’t have any regrets."
From across the battlefield, a gray shadow shot up into the sky. Midair, alongside the flash of a sword, transformed into a blazing sun, the Solar Flame Qi emitting such heat that the sky itself seemed to burn a bright golden red.
The Pure Yang cultivators were renowned for their swordsmanship a ...
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