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Chapter 1008 - 564: Eerie
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... by the remnants of the fist wind.
"Taoist, yet...damned!"
Before the words were finished, there was a bang, with sparks flying everywhere!
The sword-browed youth’s expression was horrified, his hands trembling greatly, and he staggered back seven or eight steps.
The surface of his spiritual artifact claws was already covered with deep sword marks, nearly completely destroyed.
At this moment, Zhao Sheng stood three zhang away, staring at him expressionless ...
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