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Zhang Qing's scalp felt numb for a while, he shouted loudly, and immediately slapped his horse forward and stabbed forward. The force of the ice-like sword swept over the opponent's front half like an overwhelming force. Immortal Demon Tuo Hong Yu did not fight with him, but suddenly flew two meters backwards, and suddenly raised a large murder weapon in his hand. It’s actually a golden parting hook!...