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"Yu Zi!" Bai Zhenzhen’s shadow appeared behind Zhang Yu, holding the sword hilt with him: "Follow my feeling."
"Let’s strike together."
Using the last of his strength, driving the final Sword Qi, Zhang Yu, with his battered body, followed Bai Zhenzhen’s guidance. He soared and slashed, the white Sword Qi arduously cutting through the turbulence ahead, as if slicing the two suns on the battlefield inch by inch.
With this powerful strike, Zhang Yu seemed to become o ...
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