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... smoke and rain have already found a tactical consistency: first whistling.
Tian Sen's sweeping incense left the hand and grabbed it. In the air, a piece of paper with electric light fell, and the right hand slammed. The trench flew out, and the electric light paper flew to the whistling array.
"Lowing! Quick flash!"
Fang Rui shouted loudly, whistling four people to spread out, and the trenches were falling in the position of their four people. The thunderbolt exploded in an ...
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