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Feng Qingcheng's iron-blooded wrist was destined to stay in these people's nightmares forever, and his cold-blooded look was also ingrained in everyone's hearts.

"Kill them too!" Feng Qingcheng was talking about the remaining three people.

The blood on the ground was still shocking, Feng Qingcheng took the blade of the guard by the side and wiped off the blood on it