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Chapter 398 The Thousand Peaks Sword Contest

Thousands of peaks towering, aura cold pool above the floating fog shadow, snow-white sword light is still like a small person, in which constantly jumping, light and shadow.

The golden arrow was already on the bowstring.

The bowstring is gradually tightened, the bow arm is bent under the force, and all the power is stored inside.

The tip of the arrow was aimed at the figure of that Cold Mist Sword Pavilion's second gentleman.

There is no particular reason for the delay in posting, it's just that the time is not right.

He waited meditatively for what he thought would be the perfect time.

The two were extremely far apart, and there were a thousand peaks as a screen, Liu Junzhuo did not feel the killing opportunity in the dark, she looked like bathing but quenching her body, the cold pool of water around her was boiled by her sword intent, and a large amount of white gas bubbled up, and water droplets rolled down her cheeks, like a dewy orchid that

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