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359 Wei Wuzu Han Qing

A soldier stumbled to his feet, grabbed the spear on the ground and rushed towards Long Yu. "Long Yu, give me your life." With a roar, the soldier swung his spear and stabbed at Long Yu.

Long Yu slowly opened his left hand, and a cold air came out. The spear hit the cold air, as if it had pierced an ice wall. Long Yu casually swung it to the left, and the soldier's body hit the wall next to him. There was a bang, and a cloud of dust rose from the ground.

Long Yu glanced at Zhao Ling, twirled the dragon-patterned dagger in his right hand, and suddenly swung it to the side. A dragon-patterned spear appeared in his hand. "You are really a little pitiful. So many soldiers are willing to die for you, but you are willing to be a slave to the evil spirit."

Zhao Ling took two steps back, his body shook twice, his face suddenly looked a little struggling, his eyes were covered by a layer of gray mist, he turned the silver gun in his right hand, and a gray mist covere

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