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... nto a daze, and Fang Zhou’s sword had already reached her chest.
The next moment, the small gourd hanging from her waist suddenly flew up by itself, blocking the Evil Slaying Sword.
With a clang, Fang Zhou felt as if he had stabbed his sword into steel with all his might; the entire Evil Slaying Sword trembled, and the force of the rebound left his entire arm numb.
The little gourd merely shook slightly, without even a white mark left on it.
The little girl’s eyes ...
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