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”get out of here! you don't deserve it! ”
zhao qianlei has always been unaccustomed to these people, also too lazy to defend anything, a ld drink spit out of a moment, the long sword in his hand has been chopped down, a true yuan like a flow of light hit out.
the power of the black flame in the flow of light was nstantly surging, and the sound of crackling in it went straight to the lone and proud sky.
ut how can that lone proud heaven take a weak man of the send order king of war in his eyes, sneer, and attach himself to the surface of the body, trying to take this blow by virtue of the strength of the body?
it was amazing that the moment the sword blew, after a loud bang, the throat moved alone, a salty liquid spread out of the chest, directly out of the mouth and nose, and spurted out.
then the tall body, under the impact of this force, hit out like the
oken kite, bombarding a piece of rock behind it, hitting the rock into a pile of stone chips.
a few people were di**ayed for a moment, and before they uld reflect what had just happened, the rich **ell of blood had e, and a few rushed out and r