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... his ribs had been broken by a casual spear thrust from Yang Zhenshan just now, and he was experiencing severe pain in his waist and abdomen, feeling as though a funnel was draining all his strength.
"Please spare me for the sake of Star Moon Sect, General Yang!"
What else could Huang Yifu say? At this moment, all he could do was beg for mercy, and his only reliance was the Star Moon Sect.
"Spare you!"
Yang Zhenshan revealed a cold smile.
Whether to spare ...
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