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... acock shadow stood behind Liang Hui, disintegrating into fragments of horsetail whisk.
Liang Hui’s arms drew slightly back, his fist-edge shifting through five colors as he reached forward.
It wasn’t fast, but as it moved, everything began disappearing—horsetail whisk, Spiritual Energy, even space-time was obliterated.
In the old Daoist’s startled eyes, that palm radiating a five-colored magnificent light brushed past his body.
The sky-covering horsetail whisk dis ...
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