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Zhao Yun nodded as he heard Xiao Tian's words. He looked at Xiao Tian with a burning gaze, afraid that he would miss out on the opportunity.

Xiao Tian smiled. His expression suddenly became serious. The long spear in his hand was slightly pressed down and then like a tiger leaving its sluice, the spear made of some unknown material tore through the air. It let out a violent whistling sound