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... of this, his face suddenly showed a bright smile.

His blood was gone, and he was embarrassed, but still staring at Ning Wufeng, sneer: "Smelly boy, I am from the family of Ou Ye, what can you do?"

Although he was trapped in the trapped dragon array by Ning Wufeng, Ning Wufeng was also seriously injured at this time, and his ability to move his fingers was lost.

At this time, three figures appeared in mid-air.

"Master, how did you make this happen?" Zhao Wuqing's voice ...

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