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"Whoosh!" A white robe appeared in a flash and drew a beautiful curve in the middle of the barrier. A violent and pure sword intent burst out from the ordinary-looking Formless Blade. It directly went past Zhuge Ceng, who was standing behind him, and headed straight for the distant figure of the white-clothed youth with an indifferent face.

"Swish!" A silvery-white sword Qi