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... treated as expected, so he was not hurt.

On the contrary, just when Neferbit missed the shot and wanted to attack again, Jin's attack also arrived. This time, it was an extremely dazzling light fist, which hit Neferbit's chest.

"click"

Even though Neferbit had become a puppet, it was not invincible. With Jin's fist, his body was torn apart, and even the devil puppet couldn't put these pieces together for a while.

"It's finally over." Mo Laowu exhaled. He had been hold ...

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