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Heng Yanlin simply did not know what these people were thinking, and was lazy to bother about them.

When these people had first thought of coming over and grabbed him, Heng Yanlin's brows rose.

At this time, from an angle that no one had noticed, a red light flashed past the flying sword, piercing through all the people in front of it one by one.

Based on the situation before their eyes