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As the sound of his voice faded, a middle-aged man rushed over.

Yun Jinxiu took a look at this man. This man was skinny, had sunken cheeks and weak steps, he was barely a martial master but his foundation was extremely weak. A powerful martial cultivator, he probably could not even win against him.

His withered arm grabbed towards Yun Jinxiu.

The force in Yun Jinxiu's body rotated