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... ouded in a layer of green poison mist.
But Ju Zipi held his breath, stepped forward, and shot out like a cannonball, quickly leaving the range of the poison fog without inhaling even a whiff of it through his mouth or nose.
Top Bull didn’t just sit there waiting for death; he raised his palm, and a torrential downpour of poison needles burst from the center of his hand, aiming for Ju Zipi.
Ju Zipi, with a casual swing of his Demon Sword Muramasa, unleashed a wave-like bla ...
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