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Martial Uncle? Yu Guangjun was obviously a bit confused, too.
After a moment, he furrowed his brow. “Rest assured that I wouldn’t sink to using my martial uncle or my sect’s prestige to threaten you. If you’re afraid, I can use the last of my strength to write a will expressing that I died because I was weaker than my opponent!”
He looked wretched, and his wounds were serious, yet his voice was firm.
Su Yi raised an eyebrow and was just about to say something when he suddenly gazed into the distance.
The distant skies split like cloth as a dazzling streak of sword light whooshed toward them, arriving in a flash.
Boom!
The surrounding eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers shook.
The defensive formations covering the towering city walls churned violently.
Everyone present stiffened, their hair standing on end.
Pu Xuan tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, his qi rumbling and booming as his robes billowed around him.
Su Yi stood there, eyes narrowed slightly.
Off in the distance, Yang Lingxiao gasped. That streak of sword light was obviously the work of a Heavenly Monarch. It was fierce beyond measure!
Within moments, the sword light receded, and a middle-aged...
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