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... but Jian Wushuang's perception of the wind and fire sword has reached the threshold for performing the ninth form. What he has to do is to use the ninth type Realize.

And the swordlessness of selfless sword is derived from the ancestral land. The grade is very high. Although he only got the first six types of six-type swordsmanship, the power of this six-type swordsmanship is extraordinary.

Like the first type of idealism and the second type of egoism, he now has mastered it.

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