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... ong Zimo, the ninth seat of Tianjian Sect, comes to challenge!”
Jiang Heng waved his hand and said casually: "Come on!"
This contemptuous gesture made Zhong Zimo's face darken involuntarily.
He swung his long sword, and a sharp red sword energy suddenly shot out, slashing towards Jiang Heng's position from a distance.
“You want to deal with me with just sword energy?”
Jiang Heng sneered and clapped his hand casually.
The innate energy of the Xianti ...
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