"Island Draw Sword Style: Zhong Kui!"
Yumie, the berserker nun wielding a katana, had pushed her aura to its peak. She went all out, unleashing her ultimate move as she charged at the nun standing not far away.
Ordinarily, given her personality, she would never maintain such a cautious attitude in battle. But this opponent was different. She had already lost to her more than a dozen times.
Yumie refused to accept it. Aside from Father Anderson, she...
What exactly was all this information? Was it merely information? Alex absorbed it, and then his intelligence suddenly increased tremendously, allowing him to break through the defenses and enter the virtual world?
"Is Layman Baosong present? Tianquan of the White Cloud Sect has come to pay a visit! Do you think you can avoid this just by refusing to show yourself?" The resounding voice rumbled like distant thunder, erupting toward the inner hall. The four Eagle Army soldiers clearly could not withstand Tianquan's deliberately unleashed sonic force. Clutching their ears, they bent over in agony and howled.
Not long after Han Feng drove away, a taxi began following behind him. Since it was rush hour, Han Feng did not notice that he was being followed.
As the weather grew warmer, Luoyang drew ever closer. It was said that they would reach Luoyang in another three days or so. With victory in sight, Wei Chi's appetite improved considerably. Along with the cabbage soup Yan Jincai brought him, he ate five rice balls, and even Li Zhi and Gao Yang laughed at his appetite.
"Third Brother, do you want to borrow the Black-Clad Guards to join the war?" Du Chen had spent quite a lot of time with his brothers, so he knew what they were thinking.
Han Feng watched the scene in surprise.