Chapter 706 dare you give me ten more saints of martial arts?

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In a tent of a commander of ten thousand, a commander of ten thousand is drinking and eating meat.

Just then, a figure appeared in front of him.

"Who...!"

His voice rattled because a sword had pierced his eyebrows.

With a wave of his hand, Li...

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