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... s Giant Crocodile’s attack.


The experts in the hall all looked at Ye Xiwen in dismay. Everyone present was an expert. Naturally, they realized that Ye Xiwen was so fast, almost like teleporting.


As for actual teleport, they had never thought about it. This place was unlike the True Martial Domain. If they were in the True Martial Domain, they could evoke a space crack with their cultivation and phase through the space.


However, on the Ancient Barrens continent, the ...

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