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... he flying sword was not as unstoppable as he had imagined. It was easily caught by the power of a fourth-grade martial artist, unable to move an inch.
However, a mist of blood spurted out from the tip of the sword and touched Wang Jie’s glabella.
The commander of the Dauntless cavalry Battalion, Wang Zha, suddenly froze and stood still.
He was dead.
His physical body was intact, but his primordial spirit and soul were scattered.
The remaining 80 Xuanwu hea ...
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