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... o much that many disciples here felt very confused, because before they saw Shen Xiang was still relatively weak and could only shoot those black-haired people one by one, but now he can shoot them in groups. It is obvious that his strength has increased a lot in the past few days.

Shen Xiang stood above the palace. Whenever any black-haired people came over, he would shoot them to death immediately. His archery speed was very fast and his aim was very accurate. He shot and killed severa ...

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