"I just don't understand why some deluded people nowadays always like to find trouble with me? Isn't this a thankless task?"
Jun Hui glanced at the collapsed bamboo house, then looked deeply at Mu Yan, whose expression was one of utter grief. A flicker of emotion stirred in those eyes, perpetually filled with coldness.
Of course, all of this was suppressed. Generally, such killing artifacts could only be used once a year, and they could not be stacked. It was only once a year; the Dugu family had fallen into this trap back then, their killing artifact suppressed, having already been used once.
At the same time, Tokyo in Japan was in utter chaos. Their navy, after a crushing defeat at Pearl Harbor, retreated to Midway. The American forces, pressing their advantage, pinned their navy down at Midway, making it impossible for them to disengage.
"So clever," the commander's lips curved into a rare smile. He paid no further attention, then raised his binoculars, focusing on the unfolding battle.
Jiang Chengce looked up at Hei Zai, whose gaze was sharp and cold, and suddenly felt that Hei Zai's theory was eerily familiar.
This approach by Yan Xishan greatly disappointed and left Fu Zuoyi and others, who supported the People's Party and the Vanguard Army, extremely disheartened and helpless.
All-encompassing, one flower, one world; one leaf, one rise and fall. In the world of the Mo Mei Sword, Gan Mo was like an ink figure, sketching his own laws, attempting to subvert this world.
As Lin Yi's words fell, the frosted glass door of Jiang Chengce's office was pushed open by Jin Suyun.
Gazing at the tightly shut 'door,' Wang Hong sighed inwardly, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.
On the 'Hebei,' the heavy aircraft carrier of the East Sea First Fleet, Fleet Commander Wang Zhen paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, appearing very anxious.
By the time the two great prodigies and the assembled cultivators reacted and attacked the Fire Phoenix, the Fire Phoenix had once again plunged into the rolling lava.
Wang Ruidong raised his right hand and clenched his fist, signaling his "good luck" to Liu Fengbao, but he also knew how difficult it was to achieve what he had just done.
"Good! This junior agrees to the search! However, this junior hopes that only the three princes will be able to see the contents of my spatial treasure!" Long Xing said, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth.
To object would be to risk dampening Zhou Cang's enthusiasm; not to object would be to fear Zhou Cang might meet with an accident. In a one-on-one duel between generals, those with higher combat power had a clear advantage, but it also depended on the circumstances and the general's condition at the time. There were many instances where those with lower combat power had emerged victorious against those with higher combat power. What should be done? Liu De hesitated.
Long Aojiao, who had initially intended to maintain a detached demeanor and wait for Ning Ye to come to her, could no longer sit still.
"How dare you block me!" Hei Lang, frustrated by the obstruction from elemental magic which prevented him from killing the commander, became even more frenzied and lunged at the commander again.
Seeing this scene, Yu Liuming's face turned ashen. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he abruptly raised his hand and hurled the Frost Condensing Sword towards Shui Roubing with all his might.
"Counting the six sheep, that way you won't be at a disadvantage. Are you satisfied now?" Yang Xiaohua said with a chuckle.
However, one must eat rice one bite at a time and ask questions one by one. Bai Lang chose to inquire about the matter of the tree core first.
Without hesitation, he swung his saber again. This time, he put more force into it, almost severing his own wrist.
Having disrupted the opponent's plan for a killing blow, Xiao Jie appeared somewhat smug. Meanwhile, the middle-aged man, Boss Xu, felt as if he had narrowly escaped death. Swallowing nervously, he quickly hid behind the other man, seeking protection.