"Ishida! Do you know what you're doing?!" Ichigo Kurosaki shouted unwillingly. "You're actually standing on the side of someone like that?!"
"Someone like that?" Uryu Ishida's expression turned cold. He stepped forward from beside Yhwach and looked down at Ichigo Kurosaki. "You mean people like His Majesty, like me, and like the countless Quincy who were slaughtered by the Soul Reapers simply for living according to their own beliefs?"
Bai Mo's eyelid twitched. Wang Qing was actually burning the Qilin beast soul to temporarily increase his strength.
Fu Hanjiang remembered that her down jacket and overcoat were both red. Red really did suit her.
"Zhuzhu will make it for you!" Yan Zhu, who had already changed her name, busied herself with her work. She hated using her brain the most, but her hands were deft.
Just as Ding Qing was teaching his two subordinates how to do bad things, a voice suddenly called out from outside the door.
Once they encountered a flying demonic creature, even Diamond-ranked martial artists would have only death awaiting them unless a grandmaster intervened.
Laka Town lay between Qing City and Ang City, both belonging to Thailand. Since it was right beside the Grand Canal, the border between them was not very clearly defined.
Everyone looked over to see the monks of Putuo's Three Temples lying on the ground, their skin scorched and flesh charred. Though their faces were not completely ruined, they seemed to be barely clinging to life.
While the two-winged cockscomb snake was stunned, Bai Mo raised the long blade in his hand and viciously thrust it toward the snake's head.
To stop Michael Jordan from winning the championship, they either had to play dirty like the Bad Boy Pistons or bribe the referees to make biased calls.
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