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... Sword, unstoppable.
This sword had no fancy glow, no enchanting colors, no earth-shattering booms.
Just as gentle as the breeze brushing the face of the lake, like a wife’s warm hand stroking her husband’s cheeks.
Gentle, yet filled with killing intent!
Murong Yeshen’s heart pounded furiously, his face filled with panic. Only when he was under Lin Bai’s sword, could he feel the infinite power of this sword!
"Martial Soul!"
In desperation, Murong Y ...
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