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... to speak. All gazes fell on Gu An’s hand, which held the wrist of Jue Luo Sword Monarch. At that moment, Jue Luo Sword Monarch’s aura was not a match for Gu An, almost as if he was about to kneel at any moment.
Gu An’s face was so cold, and his gaze, falling into the eyes of Jue Luo Sword Monarch, was terrifying.
"How can this be..." the thought of utter disbelief crossed the mind of Jue Luo Sword Monarch. Held by Gu An, his Sword Intent dissipated instantly, and the mana within ...
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