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"": "It wasn't that Luo Bin didn't want to leave.
First, could he leave?
All he had to do was abandon Shangguan Xingyue's life.
But the principles gradually taking shape in his heart wouldn't let him do that, and Bai Xian would never leave either.
Second, could they get away?
Once the Monk Corpses attacked, the situation had been blown wide open.
Watching from so close, how could Zhou Sanming fail to notice them?
Running would only put them at a disadvantage.
Everything happened in a flash. Horror spread across Xu Lu's face, his hair stood on end, and goosebumps covered his body. His gaze was turning toward Zhou Sanming's "Yin Spirit," which had appeared beside them in an instant and was still approaching Luo Bin.
Zhou Sanming had appeared far too quickly!
Yet in that instant, everything somehow seemed to slow down.
Luo Bin seized the Cloudmist Mountain Blood Peach Sword beneath the Primordial White Flower Lantern with one hand and slashed viciously at Zhou Sanming's face!
In truth, there had been another reason he'd gone down the mountain earlier, to the foot of Elephant Trunk.
He'd wanted to test the sword on that wisp of ascended malevolent soul!
If the Primordial White Flower Lantern and the Cloudmist Mountain Blood Peach Sword struggled to cut down an ascended malevolent soul, they would never be able to cut down Zhou Sanming!
Even though Zhou Sanming was undoubtedly weakened now.
The result had filled Luo Bin with confidence.
At least he could try!
Luo Bin's thoughts flashed like lightning.
The sword was already closing in on the face of Zhou Sanming's Yin Spirit!
A moment earlier, Zhou Sanming had been utterly confident.
The Old Monk's strange fierce corpse had caused him quite a bit of trouble.
But