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... ly felt the "will" emanating from the Green Master.
"Another strike to decide the victor between you and me," Ji Jingqiu looked up at the short-haired woman he met once at the Four Guardian Stars.
"Alright!" Qin Qingjue's expression turned grave, her hand pressing on the hilt; "This strike, is called 'Ancient Flow.'"
Buzz!
As the words dropped.
The sword momentum rose.
Qin Qingjue, like the sword in her hand, was decisive; the long sword suddenly v ...
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