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"Xia Yitian, I have to say, you're quite the escape artist. I didn't manage to corner you until you were almost outside. You can't run now, can you? I knew you wouldn't abandon your companions, so instead of targeting you, we'll target your little friends." Zhou Qiping approached Sun Chongyang and the others with a cold sneer. As he drew near, he looked at Nangong Huan in surprise. "Tsk, tsk, Fellow Daoist Nangong. Hitching yourself to that jinx Xia Yitian really has brought you terrible luck. You've actually suffered such serious injuries. I wonder if you'll have any chance of recovering your peak strength before the Nine Provinces War ends."
"Enough nonsense. Kill me or torture me as you please. I've roamed the world for so long that I stopped caring about life and death ages ago!" Nangong Huan had already recovered her senses, but just as Zhou Qiping had said, restoring her former peak strength would certainly not happen overnight.
"Fellow Daoist Nangong, why put yourself through this? Running around everywhere with that monkey Xia Yitian, jumping up and down like a flea, isn't exactly a brilliant plan. Why not stand on our side instead?" Zhou Qiping gave a cold laugh. Standing there, he acted like he was the leader.
"Why waste time talking? Strike while they're sick and finish them off!" Zhu Xingba shouted. He then raised his hand and looked at several great demons from the Inner Immortal Sea beside him, preparing to order them to wipe us all out. But apparently concerned about something, he turned to look at Wan Songxiao.
Wan Songxiao kept a solemn expression, his eyes roaming in every direction. Soon, however, he said, "I have something to take care of, so I won't play with you anymore. The godhead is useless