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Right now, the hand that Fen Cheng was using to snatch the red tassel was trembling, but what made Fen Cheng feel slightly at ease, was that the right hand of oligemia, which was holding the sword, was also shaking extremely vigorously. On his left shoulder, he could already see the white skeleton.

"He really doesn't care for his life!" "Then I'll grant you your wish."

In this final battle