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... ng Anfeng looked at the person in front of him, exhaling a breath.
The air in the Western Regions was extremely dry, as if sand particles were mixed in the wind. His lung injury had not yet healed, and this breath felt like swallowing a mouthful of steel needles, piercing and painful. In front of him, several robust Martial Artists blocked his path.
Although each person’s appearance and demeanor were quite different, they all exuded a formidable Qi Mechanism. Some smiled, some we ...
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