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... Pu.
Sen Han's sword energy seems to be able to sever his soul with a single sword!
Glancing at Han Muye, the old man flickered and retreated into the distance.
At this time, the battle group in the stone room dispersed, and the eight black-clothed youths gasped and retreated to the old man's side with a gloomy expression.
Zhao Pu's face was neither red nor panting, clearly because he didn't spend too much effort.
Lin Shen held a big sword, and he had a vigorous ...
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