Chapter 55

Drawing his long sword, he severed his right arm. The arm dropped to the ground as blood spurted out, and Yang Tian let out a miserable scream.

Seeing that the duck ready to be eaten was about to fly away, the antique shop owner grew rather anxious and glared unkindly at Qin Fan. He had no idea where their double act had leaked its flaws, allowing Qin Fan to see right through it.

At this moment, Wang Mengqi's fair and tender jade face was dyed with a rosy flush, making her breathtakingly brilliant and vivid.

With a wide sweep of its jaws, the Flame Wolf King exhaled crimson flames that melted the thick accumulated snow, carving out a path for Li Qingfeng and the others to pass through.

He had taken in every bit of Han Jiamei's reaction just now; the faint sorrow and shyness carried within those large eyes had not escaped his observation.

For his trump card, he had shown the utmost sincerity and offered a handsome sum as commission. As for the brothers who remained on the battlefield, he had also prepared sufficient pensions to ensure their descendants could live in peace and prosperity.

Chang Yuchun took the lead in the charge, commanding the army to launch the final strike against Chen Youliang's forces. This battle would determine the destiny of the south and even the entire realm.

Yet, the moment he retreated, Qin Fan rushed forward a step ahead, his arm vibrating as he unleashed a tiger-form cleaving strike. Without a shred of mercy, he brought it down fiercely on Basong's chest, sending him flying backward.

Seeming to sense its master's joy, Huzi wagged its tail and lunged at the car door. With a hook of its large paws, it actually managed to open the door, darting with a swift swoosh onto the back seat cushion. It poked its furry head out and began rubbing it affectionately against Qin Fan's face.

In the future, Blood Slaughter would become a sharp blade in his hands—a crimson sword suspended directly above the heads of his opponents.

"It is a bit difficult, but it is still doable. I will go buy a map, and we shall set off tomorrow." Guoer patted his hand and then headed toward a blueprint shop.

"It is not that big a deal, I merely gave you forty yuan. It can hardly be considered generous at all!" Bai Hui's face stiffened for a moment, but considering that these were extraordinary times, she figured she could understand why her wife would say such a thing.

Aside from the period when Yang Gong used to attend classes alongside father and son, and the time after he obtained an official post, we had practically been together every single day. Nothing of great consequence ever happened in the mortal realm, so how could anything be amiss now?

Li Zihao collected the ball and launched a counterattack down the left flank, but his dribble was intercepted by Lie Zhenguo through a positional block, forcing him to play a diagonal pass left toward Meng Xiao, but the ball crossed the sideline.

Instead of launching an active attack against Wan Guiwo, they aimed their sights on the spheres peeling off from the body of the Fierce Tiger Boy.

The Crimson Spirit Fruit had already been harvested, and the corpses of the two fierce beasts had been completely consumed, rendering this secret base entirely useless.

Waking up the next day, he felt exceptionally refreshed and light of body, with even the chilling aura upon him seeming to have dissipated somewhat.

The crafty middle-aged merchant cradled the tea bowl, upon which I had cast a transformation spell, with a look of utter infatuation, turning it over and over for a long time and refusing to let go.

The three of them blurted out the exact same term in unison! Could it be that for all these years, Daoist Master Yuzhen of Mount Hua has been alive and working under An Lushan all along?

Right now, clearly the gates of the underworld remained unsealed; even as the Avici Hell and the Great Illusionary Realm contended with one another, the Avici Hell was still in a state of closure. I had no idea how he managed to transmit his voice to me, and with such clarity, as though he were standing right beside me.

Granny Mo gave it no further thought, sighing that today was a wonderful day as she walked all the way toward the thatched cottage, completely failing to notice An Ruo's hesitant expression beside her.

Moreover, his calculation of the timing was exquisite: right as Chen Xiao was about to make his move, he arranged for members of the Wang family to discover the gun inside Chen Xiao's car, precisely timed without a second to spare.

Shi Daming was momentarily startled, suddenly remembering that Shi Zuizui was also getting married next month. If the two daughters of the Shi family were to be married on the exact same day next month, and Shi Zuizui happened to have a broken leg, the one who would become the laughingstock was none other than him, Shi Daming.

"Brother Qiang! It is so good that you guys are safe!" The search and rescue personnel cried out in excitement upon seeing Lin Fang and the others unharmed.

Because of severe sleep deprivation a few days earlier, Wen Sui's car had suffered a rear-end collision and was currently at the repair shop. Carrying her handbag downstairs now as she headed for the bus stop, a black Bentley glided to a halt right in front of her.

That young sword immortal, who carried the martial will of ten thousand generations of swordsmanship upon him, was unlike other cultivators who studied widely across a multitude of subjects, attempting to touch upon all three thousand Great Daos and taking a single droplet from every rain cloud while mastering none.

At last, the door was cracked open by a sliver, and before the man could react, it was forcefully pulled open from the outside, whereupon a figure flashed swiftly inside.

Anyway, given her current cultivation realm of a False Dan stage, looking across the entire Blue Planet, she could rarely find an opponent. The Phoenix Clan claimed to be the darlings of the Dao, and their cultivation speed was certainly no laughing matter.

Seeing that Ji Jiu remained silent, the two of them exchanged a round of sarcastic remarks before beginning to discuss which gang boss in prison they should pledge loyalty to in order to have an easier life.

As the Crown Prince was intoxicated with examining and playing with it, a slender-jointed hand suddenly reached out and forcefully snatched the teacup away.

By this time, Li Zhi and the others had just completed repeated hyperspace jumps, flying into the vicinity of the God Realm of the God of Destruction.

The yellow sands swirling around Kongming Shierye's body showed no signs of stopping. As these sands spun, the blood flowing from his wounds began to multiply rapidly.

Wang Zhi, however, was not afraid. First of all, his primary energy was still focused domestically, meaning he would not intersect with these organizations for the time being. Secondly, he was a doctor; having saved two men on the verge of death, he had not broken any major taboos.

This person was disheveled from head to toe, clutching a ragged chopper in his hand and looking utterly wretched. His face was obscured by a moldy hemp cloth so that his features could not be discerned, but judging from his voice, he was a young man.

After the crowd adjusted slightly to the blinding glare, a white figure that seemed to melt into the snow came into view.

"General He is too kind." Both men sat down with a smile, and Aze hastily instructed the waiter to bring wine and order dishes.

Naturally, the Chinese troops that raided the Soviet Union were all dressed in Japanese military uniforms and carried Japanese weaponry.

When this sonic wave erupted to its peak, a pillar of light suddenly illuminated the stage, cutting through the enthusiastic cheers of the audience below like a punctuation mark. The wave of sound gradually began to subside.

"Archers, prepare! Let not a single rebel escape," Li Jue commanded, and the cavalry units in the front and rear promptly raised their crossbows, aiming directly at Wang Yue and the others who were trapped in the encirclement.

Mr. Yun paused in surprise, pondering deeply, but unable to come up with a better solution, he could only shake his head with a helpless sigh.

The old man detailed the exact method for guiding out the domineering energy, but a chill flashed through Wuyue's eyes. It differed somewhat from what the middle-aged man had told him earlier; he had indeed been deceived. With icy eyes, he stared fixedly at the middle-aged man cowering in the corner.

"Stop glaring at me, this is not my fault. Mother was obviously making a mountain out of a molehill, we were set up by her! Of course, I am also partly to blame, but my intentions were good, and besides, Mother is not angry with me. She probably just has no desire to contact Gu Muting—if you must glare at someone, glare at him." Shen Nian'an hurriedly distanced herself from the matter.