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... Sword in his hand slashed down on the other party’s shoulder but was blocked with the clamp of the opponent’s hands. However, the sword blade was still stuck at his shoulder, as he was unable to slash down again, so he simply drew the Xuanyuan Sword back with the flick of his hand. The old man let out a cry of pain as his hands that had clamped onto the Xuanyuan Sword, along with the shoulder which had been slashed, saw a spurt of crimson gush out.

He did not give him a chance to catch ...

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