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The Soul Lord punched out slowly, one move at a time, like an old ox staggering about.

But as time passed, their speed became faster and faster, and finally, they became afterimages.

The more Qin Yichen saw, the more shocked he was. His face was full of shock, and an imposing aura flared up.

Qin Yichen only saw the shadow of the fist, he did not see anything else