ed her own magic weapon. Her magic weapon was only a short sword, a foot long, but the blade shimmered with brilliance, its speed was astonishing, and its killing power was immense. Wherever it passed...Consciousness drifted, and in Yue Xian's blurred vision, a face emerged—unclear, yet when she strained to see, the resolute expression perfectly mirrored a memory.

For a moment, I felt as if I had been transported back decades.

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She gently reached out a hand and stroked the blurred face, as if she had truly returned to several decades ago.

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The previous punch was a calculated strike, but this one was impulsive.

Moreover, Nian Yue Xian was seriously injured, and he was also severely wounded. That chilling sword formation like a sea is not easy to face.

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