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... Suppressing Sword!?”
Zhao Chongyin’s pupils contracted sharply, and his mind couldn’t help but conjure up the image of the man clad in black with his face covered.
In an instant, the image of the black-clad man in his mind merged with that of the white-garbed youth standing before him.
A look of shock and uncertainty also emerged on Zhao Mengtai’s face, “An Jing is the Ghost Swordsman?!”
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Zuo Linglong also remembered the black-clad man they had met in t ...
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