Chapter 68

Everyone recalled how the thunder-slave master and his two servants had come all the way from the east, creating chaos across seven or eight sects and leaving more than a dozen dead or injured. If the giant gang leader and his horde of subordinates were to storm the Central Plains, the consequences would indeed be unimaginable. Now that Liu Zhengyi had taken over the command seal to drill the "Five Elements Grand Formation," he was shouldering the heavy responsibility of resisting the formidable enemy next year.

Therefore, as they journeyed along, although the Giant Gang's members stirred up trouble and made the rivers and lakes unsafe and murky, to Jiang Lang and the others, there was no longer the slightest bit of danger.

When the Qixi bluebird flew out of the magma, its entire body was scorched by flames. To seek a certain sensation, it had not used Mystery Guard to protect itself beforehand.

He did not speak. Extending his long arm, he pulled me into his embrace with gentle movements and raised his hand to smooth out my hair. A profound wave of affection instantly enveloped my body and soul.

The enemy is in the open while we are in the dark, especially since the Queen Dowager of Chen is such a sinister person. Rather than matching wits and battling against her, it would be far better to retire while at the height of success, avoiding her early on for the sake of safety.

Who says I have the face of a femme fatale? Look, at least the sisters-in-law I met just moments ago are quite fond of being close to me. I see that Lin An has been standing right by Xia Jingxuan's side the whole time, and up until now, no one is willing to step forward and pay her any mind.

Lost in her wild imagination, Ning Jue remained like a wooden statue, passively allowing Jingyan to pull her along. Utterly flustered and confused, she truly could not understand what about her had caught the eye of the great Boss Yan! Could it be that because of that incident, he felt she had lost her chastity and therefore decided to latch onto her?

One has to admit that his behavior was very strange. Moreover, during the Masters Tournament, he would choose different lineups based on the strength of his opponents, just like... participating in a Gym Battle.

In Shen Zhiyuan's eyes, the two of them had maintained a close distance throughout their battle and had exchanged glances, leading him to suspect that at least they knew each other!

The meeting room, which had originally been peaceful, was instantly plunged into a heavy atmosphere the moment this news arrived.

The four members of the Red Tassel Hunting Troupe immediately closed in, each wielding their weapons, but the last man, Ma Yunlong, made no move. Knowing that Gong Yongrui's martial arts skills were not something these four could easily handle, he merely pointed his twin bronze maces diagonally toward the ground, staring distractedly into the night as if waiting for someone.

Bai Yu said, "That's all we can do." With that, she picked up the signal flare gun and fired a shot into the sky. A red glare burst and scattered across the air.

This felt completely different from my encounters with Huang Tianchou and Hu Feixue. In front of those two, I could act however I pleased, casually spouting any crude remarks that came to mind without feeling the slightest bit improper.

With a wave of her hand, a stream of golden lightning flickered from her fingertips, spreading like a spiderweb and instantly reaching Chen Yu's eyes, illuminating his field of vision.

Tat-tat-tat—a series of crisp gunshots rang out as bullets pierced the sports car's body panel, kicking up a trail of sparks. The windshield of the cockpit was riddled with a ferocious row of bullet holes by stray rounds. Had their reactions been even slightly slower, Zhang Yang and Mary would have been turned into sieves by now.

"Don't!" Yang Luo's face was also filled with shock and horror, thinking that Yinghuo's fierce nature had flared up beyond control and that blood was about to splatter across the tent any second. But after a few seconds, he realized things had not yet reached the point of no return—the sword in Yinghuo's hand was merely pressed against Guo Xiyu's neck and had not actually slashed down.

Young Master Ye continuously increased the vehicle's speed, soaring all the way up to one hundred and eighty. The Gading micro-sedan seemed as though it was no longer driving on the ground, but flying through the air.

Hearing this, Liu Shiya had no idea what Karina was talking about. She truly knew nothing about the dual cultivation of Yin and Yang.

It was only at this moment that she confirmed this dead man was indeed Schubert, the number two figure of Quantong Company.

Mother Liu was also a sensible person. Knowing that a man like Su Yang must have a great deal on his plate, she believed that being busy was a good thing. Being busy showed that Su Yang possessed a strong sense of career drive, and she believed that men with such drive were immensely reliable.

The men of the Yuxing Tribe had no intention of fighting in the first place. Cornered here after fleeing, they immediately tried to turn back and run. Seeing that Bi Hu and the others were already glaring fiercely at them, they let out a wail and fled toward the riverbanks on both sides.

"I'll save this spot for you; lie down and rest whenever you're tired." Mingfei shifted further inward against the stone wall, leaving the majority of the space vacant.

Ye Qiu had no choice; Long Tian's hatred for the hellish love was no small matter, and as expected, he was completely unable to restrain his own actions.

Yet the people of the Huaihuai Tribe clearly could not comprehend Wang Chong's state of mind. Watching those massive chunks of meat being hacked apart like mere grass, and seeing branches as thick as arms cleanly severed, they fell into complete stupefaction. Who could possibly resist such strength? Dian Zhi was formidable, capable of killing enemies with a bow and arrow, but could he ever hack apart chunks of meat and branches in this manner?

The next day, thinking filming would finally commence, they found that nothing happened all morning. After lunch, several of the main actors were called away by the assistant director, who announced that they needed to hold a meeting.

The boatman warrior had no time to retract his long spear and sidestepped backward again. As the two sides alternately lunged and retreated, repeating this process several times, it almost looked as though the boatman warrior was chasing and beating the Nest Tribe member, drawing loud laughter from the onlookers outside.

In this forest, birdsong and floral fragrance coexisted. The forest possessed a voice of its own, and it was so natural and wonderful. The pure air made Tang Meng feel as though his entire body was being purified.

The iron fist encased in bracer armor slammed heavily into the boss's chest, causing the Berserker's body to tremble violently. However, it did not completely interrupt his skill, merely halving its duration. Damn it, the Tier-level boss was of a much higher grade, rendering the Demonic-Breaking Fist unable to unleash its full power.

Raising his head, Xu Xian could always sense a trace of lingering unease deep within his heart. It felt as though something of vital importance was happening—something crucial to him, and missing it might lead to endless regret.

"Mutated flame grains." Luoshui nodded. Flame grains imbued with the breath of life could indeed be called mutations. Yet despite the immense temptation these flame grains held for her, after a brief moment of thought, she suppressed the flutter in her heart and pushed them back to Qin Ci.

The sixth division was the Beihai Naval Fleet, which had not been deployed during this Northern Expedition war but played a monumental role in pacifying Liaonan and intimidating Goryeo.

In an instant, Ni Lin's head was cleanly severed, yet no blood sprayed out because everything had frozen. Aside from Liu Yun's external force, nothing else could move in the slightest.

He desperately wanted to strike up a conversation with this beauty, yet he feared this junior sister might truly ignore him completely from then on.

He raised his head, his eyes filled with contempt, the smile at the corner of his mouth fully displaying his triumph, while the sword in his hand mercilessly thrust toward Liu Yun's neck.

Perhaps, just as Daoist Ziyang had anticipated, the celestial timing was currently in disarray and the earth veins were tangled. Those who should have come did not arrive, while those who shouldn't have were all present—everything had fallen into complete chaos.