The approaching momentum is domineering and mighty.


    Like a raging gust of wind, it is unstoppable.


    In just an instant, Fan Hu and Zheng Xinjia had already escaped from the encirclement.


    He was repelled on the spot by a sharp sword energy.


    A flush suddenly appeared on Fan Hu''s face.


    He looked at the burly figure showing his figure not far away, and said in disbelief:


    "Xue Wangxing?!"


    The one who appeared in front was the captain of the Ninth Corps,


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