Finally, after who knows how long, I managed to stab him in his thigh... but the demon cultivator was still swinging.
"Who is your leader!" I screamed at him... but I was on my knees, entirely worn-out.
What the f*ck. Seriously. Why am I so out of breath? Aren't cultivators supposed to have cultivated their bodies? Isn't past Jin Yahui supposed to be ultra cool?
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What the f*ck kind of laughter is that!
I know that I kind of sounded like an alien, but come on. Stop making fun of me, system OTZ