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"Master, spare me, I have an old man and a young one ?" Xie Wuyi was destined not to be able to finish his words, because, the sword had pierced through the sky.

Lei Nian quietly dodged to the side, after all, it was not good for him to interfere when they were dealing with disciples of their own sect