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"Yin Soul Sword" Xiao Changhe apparently recognized Zhou Ping’an’s identity as well.
The light of his sword swiftly jabbed, accompanied by ghostly wails.
A stench assaulted the face.
It was suffocating.
Qingyang City was too small, and there were only a few real experts...
Zhou Ping’an was radiant, his vital energy vast and boundless, and moreover, he had cultivated his sect’s heritage technique "Ghostly Shadows Step" to the realm of "Shado ...
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