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The Venerable SwordsmanThe Venerable Swordsman
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Chapter 1842 You Don't Have a Sister?

Can't win! At this moment, Ye Xuan clearly understood his limits. Even facing Strong Men of Taiyi Shengshui's caliber, he still couldn't win even if he used Blood Power! The gap was still quite significant! But this was normal! After all, Taiyi Shengshui had been cultivating for at least a million years! And how long had Ye Xuan been cultivating? But he wanted to push himself a bit! Fight! Ye Xuan suddenly opened his eyes wide. They were blood-red, like an ocean of blood. He stomped fiercely with his right foot. Boom! Where his foot landed, the space instantly collapsed! Ye Xuan himself turned into a blood-colored sword light and disappeared from his original spot. When he reappeared, he was already above Taiyi Shengshui's head. The next moment, he abruptly pulled out his sword. Pulling Sword Deciding Life and Death! Nine hundred and ninety-nine overlapped strikes of Pulling Sword Deciding Life and Death! As this sword fell, a sword cry suddenly shot up into the

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