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Lin Changsheng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes as bright as a torch. "If you want to kill my Sword Sect Disciple, you have to first ask me if I agree!" "Heh! Another old fellow," Mr. Dazhong laughed coldly. "Is there no one left in your Sword Sect? One after another, the younger ones have left, and now the older ones have arrived