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She saw Fu Zhanglin catching the body of the sword with one hand. His hand had turned into a golden color and was full of luster. That hand had turned into a golden equipment. Yu Wuxia widened her eyes and looked at Fu Zhanglin, "He's fine? He dodged such an attack so easily? How is that possible?"

The yellow light on Fu Zhanglin's hand faded and his golden hand returned to its original state