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"You're courting death!" How quick was Xiao Yu's movements? He quickly turned around and stretched out two fingers.
He gently pinched the blade of the longsword, and a sound like metal could be heard coming from his fleshy hands.
"Ding!" The sword was easily broken between his fingers.
The person who unleashed the sword had a face full of astonishment. In his hand was a superior weapon
