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... heir power - such oppressive pressure.
Feiyun could only fly backward or the brows would cut off his neck.
“Whoosh!” The three half-steps rushed forward aggressively. They looked like three swords blocking his path. In the distant, dozens of cultivators took up positions, readied their techniques to attack at any moment.
Feiyun stood on an open field. The branches of the plum trees swayed back and forth from the cold wind. The ...
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