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The battle raged on for almost another hour!
"Ahhh..."
Accompanied by a series of screams.
Virgil Lautner and the Eight Elders were sent flying back again, crashing dozens of meters away.
The nine men lay on the ground, covered in blood, unable to stop the blood flowing from their mouths.
Although Joshua Johann and the others were also injured, their wounds were much lighter compared to those of Virgil Lautner and his group.
At this moment.
Joshua Johann and his group coldly eyed Virgil Lautner and the nine men.
"Are you still not willing to hand over the things?"
Joshua Johann asked coldly.
Elijiah Maxwell sneered, "A medical sect like you dares to fight with us? What do you have to fight with?"
Silas Walters mockingly said, "Just hand over the things. There's no point in being so stubborn!"
"Hand over the items, and we might spare your lives!
If you don't, then you can go to die!"
Matt Franklin shouted out.
