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Chen Ping'an swung his locust wood sword down at the woman in white standing on top of the stone tablet.
He didn't utilize any sword technique or sword stance, and there was no spiritual glow on the locust wood sword capable of suppressing yin entities either.
The woman in white, whose face was covered by her thick hair, pursed her lips. Even though she looked down on her opponent, she was still unwilling to be too careless because the young boy had successfully suppressed the two clay statues of the martial god and the scholarly god just then.
She decided to play with him for a while. In any case, maintaining control of the city god pavilion would naturally be best, but losing control of it wouldn't matter too much either. After all, there would always be more powerful allies to snatch it back.
She reached down and quickly ran her hand along her waist, retrieving a long sword that had no scabbard. The sword was blood-red, and it was filled with a repulsive aura. She had most likely concealed this sword using an illusion technique.
When she ran her bony palm across the sword, a trail of sparks flew into the air as she made contact with its blade. Not only that, but an emerald green bracelet also slipped off her wrist and started to rapidly circle around her. Its path was unpredictable, and it was so fast that it quickly became a blur, leaving an emerald-green trail behind it in the air.
For cultivators in the world, it was naturally the case that the more...
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