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Zhang Yude snorted coldly and did not give Yang Bo any time to rest. He once again attacked.

Yang Bo held his sword and faced him. His heart moved, and he thought of the Wind And Rain Calling Arts. Yang Bo had learned this Dao Art for a long time, but he had never used it to fight. However, since the Dao Art was so high in status, it must be very powerful!

Thinking of this