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"Pfft!"

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his back, and blood splattered everywhere.

Gong Liche's pupils contracted.

Di Yan coldly laughed: "Who said that you wouldn't fall down twice in the same place? Brother, thank you so much! "

He looked towards Gong Liche's back. Tian Ze's expression was cold, but the longsword in his hand had already begun to drip fresh blood from it.

In the distance