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... e for Hall Master asdsad).
"Mad thief, die!!"
The hurricane was tumultuous.
Zuo Lengchan shot like lightning toward Jiang Dali, his palm fiercely striking at Jiang’s crown. With this palm, a bone-chilling cold wind rushed at the face, frosty to the point of making one’s whole body cold and gasping for breath.
"Ice God Divine Palm! Bring it on!"
Although Jiang Dali had just used up his strength and was gathering more, in this instant, he ...
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