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Yuan Xueyan was bound by the air, and like a mosquito that was caught in a net, her every move became difficult.

"Bam!"

The four Zhen Yuan palms crashed down like a waterfall, and were still several feet away from her head. The air seemed to be unable to withstand this terrifying force, and like sand, it began to crack inch by inch.

"Xue Yan!"

Di Hongtian's eyes turned red