Swish…&1t;/p>

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An extremely sharp light shot out from the sword king's eyes, which seemed to be a big sword unsheathed, heavy and imposing.&1t;/p>

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The next moment, he took action.&1t;/p>

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Seeing that the King of Knife was not moving quickly, he also raised his fingers and gently blocked him in front of him.&1t;/p>

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Ding!&1t;/p>

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Dugu Jian stopped when his sword finger was still two inches away, and a sound of sound seemed to hit an invisible wall.&1t;/p>

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The two fingers of the King of Knife are like a knife, and the spiritual power forms an invisible blade outside his finger.&1t;/p>

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The first collision between the sword and the sword was so slight, but so thrilling.&1t;/p>

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Dugu Jian raised his eyebrows, bursting out his spiritual power, and his sword intent became even more powerful. The sword energy on his fingertips was also unsteady. He slowly pushed forward and gradually approached an inch.&1t;/p>

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The King of Knife was silent, like a bright king. His fingers suddenly flicked, as if they were hitting the sword. Dugu Jian's body suddenly shook, and he felt a powerful force attacking, causing him to return instead.&1t;/p>

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Sigh…&1t;/p>

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After Dugu Jian landed, he gently cut a meter under his feet. After standing still, his momentum not only did not weaken, but became even more surging. He rushed forward again, waved his right arm high, and the spiritual energy formed a long sword on his palm.&1t;/p>

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The sword energy soared into the sky, he jumped up in the air and slashed his sword.&1t;/p>

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The white hair on the head of the sword suddenly became wild. At this moment, the sword king was like a awake beast, slashing towards Dugu Jian's air, and he gently waved his left hand.&1t;/p>

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An invisible blade suddenly hit the Dugu Sword in the void.&1t;/p>

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Boom!&1t;/p>

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A sound of sound in the sky, and a wave of air immediately exploded on the earth. The powerful airflow was like a storm on the sea, instantly rolling in all directions.&1t;/p>

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Huh…&1t;/p>

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The people around them stood unsteadily and retreated a lot.&1t;/p>

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"What a strong spiritual power!"&1t;/p>

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"These two people are so strong, the power that comes out of the battle is so amazing."&1t;/p>

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"Ah, my clothes are rotten, as if they were pierced by a sword."&1t;/p>

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Someone in the crowd exclaimed.&1t;/p>

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When the people around him bowed their heads when they heard this, they realized that countless sword marks appeared on their bodies at some point.&1t;/p>

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"So strong!"&1t;/p>

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Su Zheng sighed again.&1t;/p>

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Whether it is Dugu Sword or Sword King, they have shown different strengths of ordinary nine-level warriors in the Xiaofan Realm. No matter who they are, they have the strength to fight beyond the level.&1t;/p>

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If Su Zheng faces anyone, he is not sure that he can win now.&1t;/p>

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On the ring, Dugu Jian returned in vain again. After his body landed on the ground, his eyebrows condensed for the first time.&1t;/p>

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It was the first time he felt such strong pressure on a person. When the sword king on the opposite side was not moving, it was a mountain that was difficult to shake. Once it moved, it was a long sword that was unsheathed. The killing aura was shocking.&1t;/p>

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"Take out your true skills. If that's the case, you're not my opponent."&1t;/p>

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The King of Knife looked at Dugu Jian and spoke. Perhaps even he thought Dugu Jian was a good opponent.&1t;/p>

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Dugu Jian slowly stood up straight, and the sword intent on his body suddenly disappeared. Then, he pulled out the sword behind him.&1t;/p>

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The sword has been carried by Dugu Jian since he entered the Xiaowu Academy, but no one has ever seen him pull out the sword.&1t;/p>

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Because no one is qualified to pull out this sword.&1t;/p>

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And today, he made his sword for the first time.&1t;/p>

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Knock...&1t;/p>

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The sword body slowly unsheathed, and the sword intent in the sky seemed to condense on the sword body in an instant.&1t;/p>

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The sword body is bright, as bright as autumn water, with a faint flash of light on it. You can tell at a glance that this sword is not an ordinary person.&1t;/p>

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Dugu Jian grabbed the sword, and his aura suddenly faded, or others became weak, but the sword became dazzling and could not be ignored.&1t;/p>

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Dugu Jian stared at the sword king with his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body began to inject into the sword body in his hand. He slowly spoke: "This is my first sword, Han Cicada!"&1t;/p>

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Swish…&1t;/p>

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As soon as he finished speaking, the sword in Dugu Jian's hand slashed.&1t;/p>

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In an instant, the air in the sky was like winter suddenly, and the world was cleared, and a cold chill instantly invaded the whole audience.&1t;/p>

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To be continued...