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"Hu!" A breath of foul air was slowly exhaled from Wu Hen's mouth. The warmth on Wu Hen's ugly face rose slightly. Although he did not suffer any fatal blow, he was still trapped within the dark cold infernal energy and was unable to easily fight for his own escape.

"Woosh, woosh, woosh."

At the same time, dozens of Medial Grade Martial King auras continuously surged out from the void

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