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... he strong wind that rolled up was like a typhoon of magnitude 12, tearing and smashing the rocky ground along the way, uprooting the guardrail at the entrance of the mountain village, and throwing it away.
"Shut!"
Duanmu Tao, who was the first to bear the brunt of the brunt, didn't take the brunt of it. When he moved, he was like a flying knife with a gray afterimage. Before the giant palm took it, he flew past from the side. The dark red sword was unsheathed, and while flyin ...
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