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“Run?”
The Cang Godhood Sword humd. Rao Yaoyao snorted coldly and transford into a piercingly cold sword light. She chased after the waning mist with a whoosh. “I’ll leave Elder Yan to you.”
“Don’t worry.”
Even if the Water-type Upanishad couldn’t defeat the combination of the fake Bazhun’an, the fake Xiao Kongtong, and i Siren, couldn’t it break the defense of the Three Realms Sword, whose master wasn’t even present?
Yu Lingdi crawled out from the ruins. He was covered in dust, but his eyes were very bright.
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