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... d the powder, blowing it straight back.


“Waa, help, help…” The martial arts masters around Ye Jiuniang were put down by their master’s poison before they could react.


Yan Ran and the others turned around dumbfounded to see a mechanism bird constantly flapping its giant wings. It was not difficult to see that the hurricane that blew the powder back was from it.


“…” F*ck, it could even do that? ! Everyone on both sides were stunned.


“That was close, we a ...

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