C146 Metaplasia

Ye Jinxuan simply did not care about the longsword Zhao Mingzhe was piercing from behind him. The short blade in her hand, in an extremely short amount of time, shot out three more sword flowers, aiming straight ahead!

A hand that was also holding a short sword suddenly appeared. The short sword and short blade ruthlessly collided. In the dark night, sparks flew in all directions.

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