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The elbow that was a punch was unstoppable. The mist saber was about an inch away from Ye Qing’s neck when it shook violently all of a sudden and could not move even an inch further.
The figure themselves scattered as if they could not bear the unparalleled momentum of the elbow strike.
However, the scattering figure abruptly returned to normal in the next instant. Then, they swung again.
The descending saber was equal to tens of thousands of descending sabers. They were fast like the wind, rapid like the rain, fierce like thunder, and soundless like silence.
If Ye Qing’s punch-like elbow strike was a waterfall of unstoppable force, then the countless sabers were hidden needles within an unassuming piece of silk.
Neither hardness nor forcefulness lasted forever. While Ye Qing’s elbow strike was hard and forceful like no other, it could not possibly block the unending downpour of...
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