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... pectators rose to their throats.
After all, in their opinion, such a strike was simply not something human strength could resist!
On the battlefield, Huang Tingwei still had a calm expression. It was not until the huge sword phantom approached a hundred meters that his lips moved slightly and he said indifferently, “[Golden Iron Tiger].”
“ROAR!”
The dying [Eight-Armed Vajra] roared and stood up. Its intense actions caused a few blood arrows to spurt out of its wounds, ...
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