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... ony. For once the silver-haired devil swung his sword, all of his planned strategy of biding for time to prepare against the enemy's attack had died out.
The silver-haired devil moved from one instant to another, his sword slashing all too fast. Faster than the eye could perceive. Within a few milliseconds, Sheng Jing Wu's arm, which had wielded the crescent moon spade, had now been severed from the rest of his body, having been cleanly cut off with one graceful sweep of the sword. ...
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