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As soon as Lu Xuan finished speaking, Cheng Lingzhu had already stepped forward with her sword drawn.
Killing the Desolate God hadn’t drained much of her strength.
Lin Hong flicked his sleeve, and a small, half-foot-long flying sword slid out, transforming into a streak of light, aiming for Cheng Lingzhu’s brow.
With a “clang,” a protective spiritual barrier appeared, an invisible and transparent force field.
The flying sword’s trajectory veered of ...
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