"Yes, if you kill us, even if I become a vengeful spirit, I will never let you go," a burly man threatened...
When everyone in the dark world saw that Ye Chen was the one being hunted, they expressed their doubts.
"The inheritance of great wisdom is not achieved overnight. From now on, you need to stay by my side at all times and inherit it slowly," Jiang Yu said sternly.
Upon hearing this, Bai Fu's expression shifted slightly. He then swallowed and nodded.
The Qingcheng Sect, like the Tianjian Sect, was also renowned for its swordsmanship. The person he faced used a sword, while Fang Yi carried the Hei Yu, which remained concealed within its wrappings.
A true commander knows when to be calm. Moreover, in reality, the players below were not their subordinates, nor would they feel any heartache. Therefore, they would wait as long as they could.
The original sky was gone. The surroundings had turned into a void, only occupying the space where the sky had been before.
The three beings glanced at the creature lying on the ground, temporarily unconscious, and couldn't help but find it amusing. However, the probability of this unfamiliar creature not being from the three continents was almost zero.
"I heard that Lü Qiling is exceptionally beautiful, but also incredibly fierce, often resorting to killing. Not many were willing to marry her! King Wei intended to grant a marriage, but no one agreed. How can you be sure she will obediently agree this time?" Wang He shook his head speechlessly.
After catching his breath, Ye Ji also looked towards that place, and then his figure froze...
With a roar, terrifying Dragon Spirit Gang Qi surged into the sword. The long sword erupted with a brilliant red glow, its radiance instantly intensifying to its peak, forming a blood-colored barrier that blocked the eight dazzling long swords.
Therefore, for a short period, this unknown saint would not discover the disappearance of his male protagonist. As long as a substitute could be found during this time.
However, as it was said, the story was arranged by Tian You. Whether it was true or not, she would know.
"Min'er, why are you so agitated?" Song Qinghe patted Song Min's back to calm her down. Seeing Song Min's flushed face, he felt confused and couldn't help but frown slightly.
At this moment, the white-robed immortal reappeared. The last time, Zhang Dong had already learned that this immortal was an ancestor of their Zhang family and the founder of the Eight Phases Needle Technique.
Song Min felt that if Zhao Bichi was let off again this time, Zhao Bichi might do something even more excessive in the future. She was a person who valued her life.
"You know what? Song Min is a junior high school classmate of Lin Lin's and they even sat at the same desk before," Gu Lin's mother retorted, showing off to Gu Lin's father.
Although Chen Yuan was not injured, he swayed slightly, appearing unsteady, as if staggering like a drunkard.
Meanwhile, Song Min had no intention of doing anything, believing that a confession was a confession. She simply asked, "Have you eaten?" in such a plain manner.
However, as long as she was allowed to go out and have some fun, she would be content. If she didn't move around, she would grow moss.
"This is the World Tree, suppressing the destiny of the Heavenly Court," Hong Yi said indifferently. Then, the six sisters, their long skirts trailing the ground, entered the Jade Pool together to pay their respects to their mother.
The power of the Star God Star Cluster condensed, and a wave of air appeared before the level-up punch. The air wave continuously condensed, transforming into a sharp sword that pierced directly into Kunwu's heart.
The saber traced an arc and was then sheathed. The crisp sliding sound accompanied the metallic clang, the tsuba hitting the scabbard, and Gan Suo returned to his previous position with a cold voice.
Luo An couldn't help but marvel at the strength of Jinna Luo, worthy of being the prince of the Earth Demon tribe. Ordinary weapons might have been shattered by the Flying Gold Sword, but it only gasped for breath.
However, it was swatted away by the black mist. Er Mao lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The Treasure Hunting Competition was still ongoing, with countless silver taels pouring into Tai Youqian's coffers daily. Every day, people became rich and enviable, but more people went bankrupt and wept.
"The senior's job mainly involves maintaining the daily operations of the basketball gym, responsible for inventorying equipment, cleaning the court, and so on. And I will work hard with the senior!" Xiang Tian Yan Yi explained. To put it bluntly, it was doing odd jobs so that the players could train better.
A wide horizontal slash instantly flew towards Duan Yingjun's eyes, forcing him to use his flash to escape.
As he spoke, Bai Yijian extended his hands, controlling the power output, instantly transforming into Qian Shou Guan Yin, and using a soft force to deflect the freezing flying swords.
Shen Huai, watching the live broadcast on the news channel at the headquarters of the chaotic creatures on Yongyue Island, couldn't help but give a thumbs-up to the spokesperson of the Republic. A master of Tai Chi, they answered every question while answering none.
At this moment, as if sensing something, his body trembled, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Startled, he grabbed the katana in his hand and rushed out of the sand house.
Shui Jing Tian sighed and gestured for Li Tie Hua to go into the back room, ordering the water bandits to surround and guard him.
It was already lunchtime, and faint aromas drifted from the open window. It was the smell of rice stewed with some other kind of meat, a familiar yet somewhat strange scent.