author:Number One Madhawk
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At the same time, the newcomer spat a large mouthful of blood into the sky and flew backwards at high speed. In mid-air, he sputtered another arc of blood.,"Ah!" The next moment, the old man rolled on the ground, his eyes ferocious, and cold sweat dripping from his body.,Before his words could even finish, a bone-shattering sound erupted. The opponent's shoulder blade had been pulverized by Ling Hao's palm wind.。