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It was as if he was looking at a toy he loved, but the blood sword had to be careful and take care of it. Once again, the blood sword's attack was aimed at Qi Yunxiao. However, for Qi Yunxiao, his strength had become very ordinary. His intuition had become his biggest strength to rely on.

The blood-red sword images constantly slashed at Qi Yunxiao's body, but for Qi Yunxiao