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Article 617 Suppression of the Eighteenth Level

Deep underground, Dugu Fengyue and Wan Qianhe's clothes were tattered. Panting heavily, they half knelt on the ground.

Holding the godly sword in his right hand, he pressed it against the ground to support his body, forcing him to stand up. The endless battle had exhausted all of their Zhen Qi, and after a few waves of attacks