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Lin Yan's expression darkened as he clenched his jaw and swung his sword, shattering his opponent's weapon before thrusting it towards his chest. The Divine Spring expert could never have imagined the sheer force of Lin Yan's vitality, that he could still muster a counterattack under the sword's assault.
With a thunderous crash, a geyser of blood erupted into the sky
