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"Bro!" Yang Junxiu cried out in alarm.

Immortal Yang Hua held his hand to his chest, but there was not a single drop of blood flowing from the wound. However, the aura around him was indeed disappearing quickly, and he only had enough time to show an indescribable smile on his face, before falling down from the sky.

The Revolving King tightly frowned