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Just when Peter Li had flown to the middle of the mountain, a white shadow came from the sky, holding a three-foot-long sword in his hand. He was very graceful, like an ancient knight who could travel a thousand miles without stopping and kill anyone he took every ten steps.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and swung his sword. A half-moon of blue light flew over Peter Li hair, frightening him so much that he quickly turned over in the air, and put one hand on the big crack that was previously...