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"Chi …"

Tong Yue Min's left arm was sliced by a ray of sword light. Although he dodged, he was still half a beat too slow. The wound was deep enough to see bone, and blood flowed profusely.

Tong Yue Min didn't even have the time to snort as a long whip lashed out like a snake. If he dared to take even half a hit, he might be completely entangled. In such a battle