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The middle-aged man with a golden robe and a mustache clashed his ice-colored dagger, which had shot forth from his hand, against the descending flame sword in the blink of an eye, producing a resounding explosion.
Almost immediately, under the propulsion of the ice-colored dagger, the massive blood-colored flame sword disintegrated in mid-air, and with a simple motion of his hand, the mustache-clad middle-aged man recalled the dagger, which flew back down and returned to his palm. < ...
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