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After thinking for a while, he said with a resolute tone, "He can't beat me very easily!"

The number one of the Jiang family in the martial realm looked at Xuan Yi as if he was staring at an insurmountable mountain!

Jiang Yi felt a strong sense of defeat in his heart.

He was obviously older than Xuan Yi and had practiced for a longer period of time. However, compared to Xuan Yi, the difference in strength was like one in the sky and the other on the ground.

"That's so powerful!"

Jiang Qin's eyes sparkled as she looked at Xuan Yi, who was putting away his sword with his hands behind his back. She was dazzled.

In her mind, the image of her big brother, who was originally powerful, suddenly disappeared.

In its place was an image of a sword cultivator dressed in white, handsome and elegant, standing with a sword in his hand.

This image was shining brightly in her mind.