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... Then, countless people saw a flying knife, which was instantly caught in Xia Ming's chest. Bengfei.

The sudden scene made the whole world silent.

Not only them, even Tai Shixuan stayed on the spot, Tai Shixuan looked at the scene in front of him with incredible faces, and his eyes were mixed with deep shock and incredible.

"How can it be……"

Tai Shixuan was also dumbfounded. Because he never dreamed that when his flying knife met Xia Ming, he was actually crashed. How ...

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