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Without much words, Jian Jinghong was just too arrogant, she never liked being long-winded. Now that she had the sword in her hand, she instantly slashed out with her sword, the sword beam flashing with the light of the day that had just ended.

The moonlight shone down, illuminating the sharp sword in her hand as bright as day, illuminating everything.

"Humph, ignorant youngster