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... four sects retreated with their people, the outside of the High Heaven Sect's main shop became quiet again.

Xing Yue saw that the elders of the four sects were retreating, and naturally he had no plans to stay.

After all, it is still to be avoided.

Taking back his thoughts, Xing Yue smiled at Ling Feng and said, "Jiufeng Master, it's still your good way!

Since there is nothing to do, then I will say goodbye! "

"The City Master Xing is over-reputed, some scumba ...

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