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Chapter 848: Four Papers

    

time, each move aimed directly at taking a life.Juehui was shrouded in the blade light over there, but his face still wore a smile like that of Maitreya Buddha. He simply raised his hand lightly, and...including every single one of them and the warhorses they rode.These cavalrymen were roughly the same height, each with a powerful and sturdy build. Even their horses were similar in size. They stood...