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... black-sheathed longsword horizontally in front of him, slowly unsheathing it. As the snow-bright blade emerged, the sword blade traced a semi-arc in mid-air, thrusting forward with an unremarkable posture.
This thrust was not earth-shattering, even somewhat excessively ordinary, yet Zhao Douan instantly squinted his eyes.
He keenly noticed a black line at the sword’s tip slicing through the air, crashing towards the armor.
No!
That was not a black line, it was In ...
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