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... indifference appeared on Pei Xuanjing’s face, he sneered, “That’s all it is.”
“Hmm?” The Seven Kills Sword Master’s face developed a tinge of rage.
Pei Xuanjing laughed lightly, swinging the bamboo sword in his hand, and slowly said, “Why not try to take a strike from my sword.”
Even if what he held in his hand was just a bamboo sword used by children, at this moment in Pei Xuanjing’s hand, the power it embodied was no less formidable than a common Thousand Refinement Div ...
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