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... retreating to one side.
Elder Xuan Ming’s robes rustled in the wind, his Inner Strength surged throughout his body, and the walking stick in his hand, though merely a wooden stick, was wielded with such ferocity that no one could approach within three yards of him.
"I thought you were something special, but now it seems you’re just this, no matter the two Grandmasters following you. Today, your death is certain!" Read exclusive adventures at empire
Murong Tongming laughed ...
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