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... lood Spirit strike, pounding it onto a blood-patterned black shield, sending it flying!
The black shield, engraved with blood-red runes, instantly caved in, revealing a clear fist imprint.
"How is this possible? My Blood Evil Shield!" The black-robed cultivator’s face showed disbelief. He knew that this shield was a middle-grade defensive spiritual artifact, yet the opponent’s punch almost rendered it useless.
While feeling a pang of pain, he hesitated no more and raised ...
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