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... d very fast. In the case of Yang Junshan not using space magical power, it is impossible to compare it with it. In the blink of an eye, it has been left behind by the gods, leaving only behind. The wind and sand that stirred up during the double-winged fan movement allowed Yang Junshan to eat behind him.

Obviously, Hao Tianzun had eaten in the hands of Yang Junshan several times before, but this time it was intended to show off his speed to him.

However, Yang Junshan just waved his ...

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