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Even so, the two demonic energies collided with his palm and were forcibly halted, unable to move forward any further, let alone invade Ye Fusheng's body.,The ginger clay was somewhat distorted, concentrating all the demonic energy, and continued to blast.,Ye Fusheng didn't hear what they were saying. He raised his hand and waved it, sending a blast of energy that formed a dazzling barrier behind him, blocking the oncoming demons.。