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The Venerable SwordsmanThe Venerable Swordsman
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Chapter 162 Do I Want to Lose Face?

It suddenly became quiet in the field! Under the city, twenty cavalries stared at Ye Xuan, especially the middle-aged leader. Although his glabella was pointed by the sword, he did not have the slightest fear in his eyes. "If you don't concede, the day our army enters the city will be the day you die." Ye Xuan gave a thumb-up to the middle-aged man. "You've got balls." The middle-aged man's mouth curved in a sarcastic smile. "Kill me? You dare not kill me even if I give you 100 balls!" Ye Xuan was a bit confused. "Why?" The middle-aged man pointed at himself. "I am the warrior from Dayun Empire. This time, I represent the Dayun Empire. If you kill me, the Dayun Empire will..." Slash! Lingxiu Sword suddenly passed through the middle-aged man's glabella. The middle-aged man's voice stopped instantly. His eyes were widened and full of incredibility. On the city wall, Ye Xuan opened his palm as Lingxiu Sword flew into his hand. From the tip of the sword,

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