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... ng aura far surpassing the overlord's color swept across the world.

There are flood dragons wandering between the heaven and the earth, the killing intent is raging, and a sword chant will detonate the killing intent again.

A voice sounded leisurely.

"Hundred Step Flying Sword!"

This time, the sword did not intentionally bypass anyone, but included everyone present.

Dong Ze stood in the field, with a sword standing in front of him, when he ran his fingers acros ...

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