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"Hehe, if we don't fight here, we can fight somewhere else. True Person Haoyang, don't tell me you're scared?" He Fangling said coldly. True Person Haoyang didn't dare fight, but the Demon Race did. With Yun Bingxin among them, they certainly wouldn't fear a small team from Yuezhou. If they could take down Haoyang, they would save themselves a great deal of effort in the Nine Provinces War.
"He Fangling! Do you really think I'm afraid? Today! Today, if you want to fight, then let's fight! Do you think I'm afraid of you people? Don't forget, we still have people behind us. We aren't afraid of your Demon Race cultivators either!" True Person Haoyang seemed to have thought of something and immediately rallied his spirit, as though some formidable trump-card-level figure truly had yet to emerge from behind him.
He Fangling frowned, then looked toward the Queen Mother of the West. The Queen Mother of the West said, "My disciple, this place is the territory of Emperor Xia. We must not act recklessly. We'll follow Emperor Xia's arrangements in everything. It isn't that we truly fear those cultivators from Yuezhou."
Yun Bingxin's ice-cold expression finally eased, and she sheathed her sword.
"As for what happened to the Nine Heavens Divine Sword Sect in Wanzhou, since you said it wasn't done by your Yuezhou cultivators, I'll investigate until the truth comes to light. Once I find out who did it, I'll certainly raise an army and kill my way there. When that happens, don't blame me for implicating everyone and disregarding the bonds between our kind!" I looked coldly at True Person Haoyang, but inwardly sneered. This time, I had driven a wedge between True Person Haoyang and the Queen Mother of the West, ensuring that conflicts would plague them