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"Sword technique! Slash!"

Qin Shaofeng didn't care if the middle-aged man was intentionally trying to sell him a flaw.

His hand was still holding the broken sword.

However, when he took a few steps behind the middle-aged man, he swung his sword at the man's back.

The sword was only left with less than 20 centimeters.

No matter who it was, it seemed to them