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Bai Qi and Ying Ji exchanged a glance, then stepped out together.
Clang!!
A sharp whistle of a sword echoed.
The sword box enshrined in the ancestral hall sprang open, and a three-foot copper sword flew out.
The blade of the copper sword was soaked with dark red blood, emitting a chilling aura. It floated automatically beside Bai Qi.
This was Youxi’s Treasure Sword, which had accompanied Bai Qi for many years, drinking countless blood and harborin ...
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