"Fellow Daoist, please spare our lives. Fellow Daoist, please spare our lives. We are willing to offer everything we have, just to ask for our lives..."
In the narrow path of Yitiantian.
The big man from the Giant Sword Sect and the man from Tianque Fort, who were originally planning to rob the passing monks, were now kneeling on the ground with wounds all over their bodies and begging for mercy.
In the battle that just ended, they were really scared by the young man in white.
"Then hand over all your storage bags."
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