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This thrust, Zheng Ming did not use sword techniques, because he simply did not have time to execute any, this thrust was an instinctual one.

Accompanying the thrust, a sound of metal clashing echoed from the void, and within that sound, Zheng Ming's body involuntarily staggered seven steps backward.

However, at this moment, Zheng Ming's focus was already enveloped by a white leopard-like beast that stood five feet tall.

Just now, Zheng Ming's sword had struck the paw of the leopard-like beast, and if not for Zheng Ming's swift swordplay, the beast's paw would have had an unavoidable encounter with his head.

Zheng Ming's eyes narrowed slightly. Just now, neither his eyes nor his Taoist Heart Seed Demon Technique had detected the presence of the leopard-like beast.

But from the situation just then, the distance between the leopard-like beast and him was definitely no more than fifty zhang.