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Yang Ruoxi leaned on the Splitting Mountain Axe and gasped for breath, but she didn't move as she looked at the calm and composed Cheng Qing, as if she wanted to see through him. Her obsidian eyes shined terrifyingly.

Chen Qing kept his Heaven Lake Sword and smiled. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Yang Ruoxi clicked her tongue in wonder. Her peach-colored face was covered in sweat