The Sword Emperor nodded and was no longer polite. The spiritual platform flashed with white light, and the Zhuxian Sword fell into his hand, emitting a faint white light. Even though he was hundreds of meters away, Zhang Jing could feel the bone-piercing sharpness. ....
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