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... He then took out a Flying Sword and began toying with it in his hand.
Wang Tong’s nerves were already stretched taut, and his face was beaded with sweat. If not for the self-cleaning Restriction on his Magic Robe, he would have been soaked through.
He suddenly recognized the Flying Sword in Yang Jing’s hand.
"Th-this... isn’t this Qiu Feihua’s Red Chilong Sword?"
All of Wang Tong’s fat began to tremble, and the color drained from his face. He never would have ima ...
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