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... ied!"
"There’s a master! Everyone, retreat quickly!"
With a single strike, An Jing killed a high-ranking Inner Strength warrior without even disrupting his breathing. With his left hand, he swung his mace again, smashing the head of a close approaching Zuohuan Sect Martial Artist, splattering blood and brain matter like smashing a watermelon.
The speed was simply too fast. Only at this moment did the various Zuohuan Sect Martial Artists respond, rallying their Battle Form ...
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