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... ordinary small dagger in Zhuang Yan's hand could not break through the golden shell of a cultivator in the Core Formation stage, but it could cut through the body and the soul.
Zhuang Yan only lightly scratched Xue Xinghai's shoulder, but he was already sweating profusely and glaring fiercely at Yun Yiyi and the others who were watching.
But to be convincing, he had to endure it, at least for a while.
However, in just a quarter of an hour, X ...
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