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"Kill …!" He never thought that he would have the chance to have a fight again. Right now, everyone in Jiang Mo's group did not have a godly position, status, or any form of restraint. All they had was hot-bloodedness and endless fighting spirit.

"Ah …!" "Puchi …!" Jiang Mo, who was under no pressure, raised his saber and chopped down. His actions were brutal and ferocious