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... three Early Innate masters, his fists and legs flying, moving with effortless ease.
Suddenly, he felt a strong gust of wind. He punched Yan Han away and turned his head, his pupils abruptly constricted.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Seven feathered arrows shot through the sky, aimed directly at Xiao Zheng, each carrying the momentum of a lethal strike.
Qin Batian, wielding the Treasure Carving Bow, revealed a ferocious smile, "In today’s Jianghu, the masters who ca ...
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