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... s stick was swinging in the air.
On the height of the courtyard in the distance, the "magic hand" Zhu Yang drew his longbow expressionlessly again.
On this day, those who can represent death in front of Jiangning Old Yamen Street are not mediocre.
They are the elite of their respective operational units. They have seen blood in the past, and most of them are well-established and famous green forest masters.
This is a tense day. The atmosphere around the old Wu Yamen i ...
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