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Lu Qing's attack was ferocious, and her angle was very tricky. This person wanted to dig his throat to vomit the pill, but he couldn't. It was already difficult for him to block the woman's attack.

And, in just a moment, the sword in Grey-clothed Man's hand was cut apart.

And Lu Qing's Geese Feather Knife, was once again on Grey-clothed Man's neck.

"Commander He!" Grey-clothed Man