It's still noon, and people come and go in Rakshasa Town, especially the pedestrians on Rakshasa Street, who gather in the middle of the street to see the pleasure of this lonely wind sword hall being stepped on. The door of the Sword Pavilion was open to the outside world, and a beautiful figure stood in the center of the courtyard of the Sword Pavilion, which was undoubtedly Ke'er; A group of men armed with iron swords surrounded Ke'er, keeping a distance of ten meters, while a middle-aged man stood on a stone pedestal outside the courtyard, his eyes as sharp as eagle's eyes, staring straight at Ke'er, the corners of his mouth

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