Chapter 23

Judging by their affinity with natural-element powers, the youngest of the young men in beast hides was only in his early twenties, while the oldest was around twenty-five or twenty-six. Most of them were Third-Turn Adepts, while Fu Li, the strongest and also the youngest among them, had even reached the Fifth-Turn Adept level.

But the Sun-Moon Temple was the finest of supreme spirit artifacts. It combined life-saving and cultivation abilities, was as rare as a divine artifact, and could only be encountered by chance. Besides, so many forces wanted to deal with him. With the Sun-Moon Temple, his ability to escape would increase greatly.

"What a fine 'fairness is justice'! There is no point saying more. I merely suppose that old ghost Lin Ye never told you Dragon Bone's secret. Aren't you disappointed?" There was a trace of mockery in the old man's words.

Young Master Xuanyuan was badly startled. In his impression, this young lady had always done as she pleased, fearless of heaven and earth. He had never seen her so lost and despondent before. He immediately picked up Qianshuang from the ground and eagerly followed after her.

If one looked closely, the golden light circulating around Sun Songlei's body was actually made up of Kongfang copper coins gradually condensing into solid form. There were simply so many that they covered his entire body.

"Hmph, anyone who knows my identity cannot leave alive. No matter who you are, even if you're God..." Before the middle-aged man could finish, Zero casually wiped away the bullet mark on his forehead, and the wound healed completely.

"Chase!" The hook-nosed man barked and took off in pursuit. Skinny Monkey followed closely behind, running with nearly every ounce of strength he had.

So, while he was passionately delivering a speech so moving that it nearly made me want sex reassignment surgery just so I could marry him, the old man sitting on the sofa merely held his phone stupidly and tearfully rejected him.

Night had completely fallen. Because of the Wind Wolf attack, Tie Rui did not dare let down his guard again. He had people hold torches, chop down trees, and build a defensive camp.

That unassuming middle-aged man with such astonishing strength was Luo Jiutian. Only now, his tone was no longer as polite as before and carried a hint of impatience.

However, because the Death Demon Emperor was in a semi-materialized state, he was directly immune to fifty percent of all physical and magical attacks at once, on top of his own basic defensive capabilities.

The next second, the Devouring Demon Beast pet egg smashed heavily into the Fanged Demon like a cannonball.

Wang Huan did not keep staring at him. His gaze was directed toward the walls of Fenzhou City as he carefully observed them.

The yin energy around me stimulated the yang energy contained within the Firewood Sword. They provoked and blended with each other, giving me the illusion that I was about to ascend to the heavens. As I spoke, Senior Brother's horsetail whisk was already striking at me. I raised the Firewood Sword in my hand, and the originally blunt blade sliced off quite a few strands of hair with a swish the moment it touched the whisk.

Wenren Wushuang and Ye Wan'er hurriedly moved aside, their faces flushed red. Yet the secret delight in their eyes had already betrayed what they were thinking.

"My name is Zhao Ritian. I came here this time after being saved by Sister Daji. How did you end up here?" Zhu Qi asked.

I found it rather funny. Who knew what Deng Chao usually had on his mind? Even at a time like this, he still had the mood to say something like that.

The hall immediately erupted. The Kuizhou Army generals flew into a rage, rising to their feet and shouting curses as they made ready to fight. Such people who forgot their roots and betrayed their ancestors were despised by both man and god.

Du Youjia rubbed her throat. Singing all morning had made it itch, so she chose to perform later. She would first listen to Shengli, then take the stage herself and try to keep her score close to his. After all, she had three chances to challenge him.

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The Guangzhou area was exceptionally lively, with ships constantly coming and going, fully loaded with supplies for delivery to the fleet, where the officers and soldiers received them.

They opened fire fiercely. Before the Mughals could reach our forces, artillery and gunfire inflicted heavy casualties on them. When they reached our front line, they were struck by another barrage of bombs, and no small number fell.

The lights in the hall were on. The bronze bell was covered in blood, and more than a dozen burly men in black holding machetes knelt neatly before it.

This sort of emotional reaction only occurred when heavenly materials and earthly treasures urgently needed by the Heavenly Coffin appeared nearby.

Zhunti immediately flew into a rage. He had already regarded the Primal Chaos Bell as his own, yet someone actually dared take it away beneath the gaze of all the Saints. What insolence!

As the distance between them grew closer, her soul-force investigation naturally became clearer. She could roughly make out that it was Mu Yu and the others, yet she found it hard to believe. That was why, when they met and she truly saw them, she was so stunned.

More than a thousand flashes erupted at once—it was the muskets firing. The charging Mughals all fell beneath the snipers' precise shots, without exception.

Han Qi looked at Old Fu and conveyed with his eyes: How come you can stand here, but I can't?

He landed inside the courtyard wall, let out a heavy breath, and only then headed toward the living room.

Yet no matter how uninhibited Wang Pang was, it was not convenient for him to openly fall out with those people for the time being. Before Funing County's defensive system was fully established, he could not act prematurely. Still less could he send troops to investigate the deaths of those who were not Song subjects.