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... see his junior brother being flung out like a rag doll, his decades of Poison Skill already broken, spitting blood from his mouth, with a weak, languid breath, nearly dead.
Gongsun Jing, on the other hand, was holding a spear, spinning it around, blocking the Blade Madman from stepping forward and delivering an additional strike.
The tip of the spear he held was filled with vigorous Qi, sketching to the left and right, forming a visible anomaly, madly striking forward, so fierce ...
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