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Crash! *

Suddenly, Feng Zhizi's figure moved, and directly transformed into a dozen or so black light s, and suddenly adhered onto them!

"Nine Revolutions Heaven Slaughter!"

Amidst the strange laughter, there was a thick wave of air. Three of the black light s wrapped around Qiu Shuang Jian and actually took her away.

"Hehe, little girl, that sword of yours is not bad