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... ord pointer to remotely control the flying sword in an attack. The sword danced around a Monk Soldier, flying up and down as various sword techniques were unleashed in rapid succession. Numbers representing damage kept popping up above the Monk Soldier’s head. Despite swinging his Zen Stick in attempts to counterattack, he couldn’t land a hit and was swiftly defeated by the chaotic swordplay. The spectacle was certainly magical.
Xiao Jie grew even more expectant.
As a Demon Refin ...
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