Zhong Sheng Dao chased after Liu Xiaolou like a madman, shouting, "I didn't kill him! Jing Zhao, you saw it, didn't you?"
In the cramped karst cave, Liu Xiaolou relied on the terrain to dodge left and right, agreeing without pause, "fellow daoist Zhong, don't panic. Fellow Daoist Tian wasn't killed by you, we saw it... Don't chase me..."
Zhong Sheng Dao circled around a stalagmite and came within a hair's breadth of grabbing Liu Xiaolou by the collar, but Liu Xiaolou ultimately still dodged away. The most direct manifestation of the improvement to his soul was in his spiritual power, which leaped from a range of seven thousand meters by another two thousand meters, reaching a range of nine thousand meters.
Meanwhile, because he had lost the cover of his subordinates, the golden Bloody Clan leader was far slower than Black Wind. Abel kept circling the golden Bloody Clan leader, wielding an Ice Bullet in one hand and dark-gold battle-qi threads in the other, attacking in turns.
The Federation naturally lost face because of this, while Barbarossa's prestige soared. Pirates from every corner revered him as their leader, earning him the title of "Pirate King."
Those gnollmen below looked very strange compared to the gnoll tribe that had been wiped out before.
Originally, this was not such a major matter, but once it was blown out of proportion, it became deadly serious.
The one who gave her that confidence was Li Huaifeng. Han Huayin even suspected that if he had not lost so much blood at the hospital earlier, he would have beaten Iron Hand to death outright.
Those words were simply arrogant beyond all bounds. Under normal circumstances, the clerk and Lu would have secretly mocked them. Yet Mister Locke's noble bearing made them seem only natural.
However,