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"No …!" "Who are you?" When the Thunderbird turned its head to look at Zhao Yun, its face instantly turned blank.

How could there be someone ambushing him from behind? How did they know that the Thunderbird army would stop here?

Zhao Yun obviously couldn't guess. The Thunderbirds were flustered and didn't know which way to go, so how could Zhao Yun judge? This wasn't just ground level