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In the center of the battlefield, Li Zhifeng's figure arched slightly. His fists were like a pair of bull's horns that had been pushed out, firmly blocking the Qiankun Pen that Su Lie had smashed down.

Su Lie's aura was fluttering. Holding the Qiankun Pen in his hand, he looked down at Li Zhifeng from above. The imposing aura that shot up to the sky behind him was rolling around like smoke