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Chapter 132 My disciple loses a hair, and the poor road kills one person
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... u Xueqing's words.
The smell of gunpowder on the stage suddenly became extremely strong.
"A self-destruction."
Lu Xueqing pressed the palm of his hand, and countless thunder lights spread from the ground.
Han Bo's face changed slightly, the sword on his waist was already in his hands, his toes were a little bit, and the whole person rushed into the air.
"One sword turns the clouds, two swords cover the rain!"
He swings his sword and slash ...
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