Chapter 232: A Drop of Blood Forms a Tiger
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Chapter 232: A Drop of Blood Forms a Tiger
"Whoosh!"
The Mystic Beast hide tent was sliced apart by a streak of purple Sword Qi, torn into fragments that fluttered to the ground like butterfly wings.
Ning Xiaochuan, Ji Hanxing, and Duanmu Linger stood inside the tent, their gazes fixed on the surrounding army—hundreds of soldiers armed with crossbows, Short Swords, and spears.
"Whoosh!"
The Mystic Beast hide tent was sliced apart by a streak of purple Sword Qi, torn into fragments that fluttered to the ground like butterfly wings.
Ning Xiaochuan, Ji Hanxing, and Duanmu Linger stood inside the tent, their gazes fixed on the surrounding army—hundreds of soldiers armed with crossbows, Short Swords, and spears.
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