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"Fart."
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Xie Xuanyi heard the words and laughed, uttering two extremely vulgar words before he mocked, "Where does the Taoist sect get its thousand-year reputation? During the Battle of Poisoned Wine, the ones who fled the most were the real people of the Taoist sect!"
This sentence viciously stabbed at the hearts of the Taoist disciples.
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"Cling, clang, clang!"
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In an instant.
Numerous flying swords congregated in the air above the heads of these female sword cultivators from the Yuqing Pavilion.
The cheeks of Shang Yi, the fairy with the soapy veil, immediately turned red, and she angrily said, "Xie Zhen, you have disgraced the Da Sui Sword Palace!"
Shang Yi thrust out her sword.
One sword transformed into ten, and ten swords turned into a hundred swords.
The two were only three feet apart.
In the blink of an eye.
When the flying swords approached Xie Xuanyi, there were already a hundred of them.
This move was called "Yuqing Spreading Fan."
