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Yang Jian was not afraid at all. He held the God-killing Spear and launched a series of attacks. Dark red blood vessels stretched out from the God-killing Spear, wrapping around Yang Jian's right arm and piercing Yang Jian's blood, which also made Yang Jian feel calm in his heart. , but there was boundless murderous intent....