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... al, full of vigor and pride, yet his heart as a swordsman was once broken by the then obscure Ma Yan. The talented swordsman calmly uttered these words.
In his hand, a sword lightly covered with frost was waved without a touch of the mundane world.
Hiss, hiss...
The cold air spread wantonly, and he didn’t choose to close in on the retreating Zhao Douan.
Instead, he flicked a curved streak of Sword Qi.
Like a cold fog, the condensed smoke-like Sword Qi deta ...
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