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... the past, but his face was full of sorrow and anger.

"Sword, sword!"

Asked the elder's face changed and his look was somewhat unnatural.

"You can't think of me not dying."

The sword smirked, and the scars on the cloth made him look very embarrassed. The sound was even deep and terrible. Although his tone was still dull, everyone could feel his hateful hysteria. .

The swordsman Jiang Xiu in front of him looked strange and felt strange. The former swords were fre ...

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