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Chapter 138 Don't waste my time

    

artial Saint Sword."Slash..."The blade of the Martial Saint instantly erupted with a razor-sharp edge several dozen feet high, its brilliant light dazzling and captivating!With Chen Ping's swing of hi..."No, I'll follow Xing's lead!"t, the several black and silver robed figures had long since stopped listening to the crowd's chatter. They no longer cared about fame or face; they were nothing more than corpses at this point.You're...