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Feng Nanjin's unsheathed sword glowed with a green light.

The sword aura was deep and cold, bringing with it a wave of chilliness. It was as if the ice had landed heavily on the ground and created countless splashes of water. The splashes condensed into ice in the air and surrounded them.

This person was truly extraordinary.

However, Feng Nanjin's sword was not in front of Zhao Lingyi