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Chapter 287 Beggar Gang in the Northern Song

The blind Taoist sensed the contempt and disdain in Li Mu's tone.

He snorted and replied, "No comment."

At that answer, Li Mu was amused.

"Fu*k it! You put on airs even before I ruffle your feathers!"

With a stir of his mind, the Samsara Knife under his feet vibrated. A flash of broadsword light went off, which pierced the many-layered protective shields covering the blind Taoist in a trice but halted only a fraction of an inch away ...

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