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The sword qi carried a destructive aura as it rushed towards Huang Wuliang, who was already exhausted.

"Pfft!"

Huang Wuqian, who had no way to dodge anymore, turned into blood mist under the might of Chen Yu's sword.

In the next moment, Chen Yu patted his hands in disgust.

It was as if he had easily killed Huang Wujing. To Chen Yu, this was something that would make his hands covered in dust