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"Liu Wuhen, good, very good. You brat, did you take us for idiots?!" The Sword Pavilion's number one Sword Son, Yang Shuo, almost gritted his teeth as he chanted Wu Hen's name.

The sword intent around Yang Shuo's body quickly and crazily swept out, and his entire body seemed to transform into a killing sword as he stood there proudly. Immediately after, Yang Shuo suddenly waved his hand