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"How could this be?" Jiang Chengyue looked at Tianyu in shock. At this moment, he was holding his neck with one hand, but he could not stop the blood that was gushing out.
"How could this be? Isn't that a sword Qi?" Then, with a 'puchi' sound, Jiang Chengyue didn't have the slightest bit of life force left in him. His body was thrown to the ground like a heavy object. His eyes were still open
