Sword Qi flickered at his fingertips once more, held in check but ready to strike.
Long Jingzhou’s face turned ghastly green with terror. He knew that with the slightest shift in Chen Tianyang’s intent, his life would end right there under Chen Tianyang’s blade.
With a loud gulp, Long Jingzhou could not help but swallow hard, his forehead beaded with cold sweat.
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