Volume One, Chapter 47: The Gradual Emergence of Various Factions

Qian Bunin cast a gloomy glance at Yang Yiyi, then turned to look at Zheng the King of Hell, saying, "Old Freak Zheng, do you really think you have victory in hand just because you brought a few misfits?"

"Alright, Xiuhua, I am going out now. I will enter your master's body; although she is not exceptionally beautiful, she still meets my requirements."

The problem with the swordsmanship was resolved, and now only practice remained. As for the essence of condensing the seventy-nine punches of the Fuxi Fist into a single strike—

As soon as the three avatars entered the black gale, they instantly melted into the darkness. This was Wu Yue's cultivation technique, which was also the technique of the three avatars. Therefore, they blended seamlessly with the darkness, creeping step by step toward the ancient immortal.

It seemed that the martial artist named Jiang Kang had first insulted the fallen Chen family and further humiliated the traditional Tai Chi martial arts passed down through generations in the Chen family, which was why the Chen sisters, filled with righteous indignation, openly demanded that he kneel and apologize.

"Cough, cough..." Chu Nan coughed repeatedly in shock. He had not expected that Yang Yuxin not only knew he had many female confidantes, but was even fully aware of Su Yun's situation. It appeared that he had likely been under Yang Yuxin's close surveillance for a long time, and down to the most minute details at that.

The zebra raised its hooves and neighed angrily, unleashing a powerful shockwave of energy. The nocturnal crystals seemed to be obscured by shifting shadows, making the light inside the cave fluctuate between bright and dim.

Watching his wife anxiously scratching her head inside the car while failing to park properly, Ye Fei suppressed a smile, walked over, and called out to her.

Feeling restless and vexed, I had no choice but to step outside for some fresh air, only to spot the two grandsons of the elderly couple by the cattle shed near the building. They were playing a game called "Pulling the Old General" by the side of the house.

At that moment, the budget smartphone pierced through the throat of the righteous-and-evil-tailed ape like a swimming dragon, colliding with its iron-spike-like fur and sparking countless flashes of fire, yet leaving not the slightest trace of a wound.

Not only were military vehicles barred from entering, but men were rarely granted permission to enter Maiden Mountain either. No man had set foot within Maiden Mountain for several years.

The high-tech laser weapons from the Vatican had undergone rigorous testing before leaving the factory! Their recoil-free attack mode elevated their combat efficiency to an unimaginable level.

Yin Luo gradually felt the strain. This body was far too weak; although her wounds had healed, enduring such intense combat while suffering from prolonged malnutrition had pushed her to her absolute limit, and her physical reactions could no longer keep pace with her brain's commands. Sure enough, with a light tug, the fish was already in the old man's hands, and even the half-eaten fish she had been consuming was gone.

As for Chi Zhiheng, after failing to achieve complete success with a single strike, he did not linger in the fight, quickly pulling back and retreating to launch an attack on the other two instead.

Any citizen of the Federation had the right to monitor the various decisions made by the federal government. Although this amounted to mere supervision without the power of absolute interference, something was better than nothing.

"Ah, the Great Dark Hand!" Lin Chenben suddenly remembered that this technique belonged to the dark-attribute spells, making it just right for consuming dark-attribute spiritual power.

"Many thanks, Master Li! I shall report this kindness from the benefactor." Early in the morning, escorted by the head of the Li family, Hero Wang was sent out with utmost courtesy.

Quite a few people cast large nets, managing to envelope their newly airborne companions along with the blood-sucking fiends. Regrettably, it was like trying to put out a cartload of burning wood with a cup of water, and the effect was limited.

Hearing this, Qi Menghui suddenly realized he had overstepped his bounds. No matter how unpresentable Wen Yunqing was, she was still not someone he had the right to discipline.

Words spoken without intention are often heard with meaning. The guests were not about to imagine that Wen Yunqing and Lin Jiangfeng were biological siblings; rather, they simply considered the striking resemblance between the two children to be a mere coincidence.

Xu Qing half-clenched his fists and tucked them against his waist, sinking his weight and settling into a horse stance to display a Wing Chun posture. He held a relaxed narrowing horse stance with a hollow center in his palms, calm and collected as he awaited the arrival of the Dragon Tooth martial artists.

Just as Elder Xue had said, Jiang City had truly changed. Taking advantage of the rainy night, a large-scale anti-gang crackdown codenamed "Thunder" was launched in Jiang City.

Zuo Mingguang had actually held back his strength; lifting yet another tripod only made him feel a slight strain. With a split of his internal energy, Zuo Mingguang lifted another tripod. As a result, the Taixuan Sect still possessed one more tripod than the Taiyi Sect.

At this sight, when everyone looked at her again, they could only see the hem of her gown. Her slender figure was completely blocked from view by the young master of Jingling.

No sooner said than done, Xu Qing retrieved the carving knife gifted by Elder Xue from the drawer, drew out an incomparably sharp diamond carving knife, and without hesitation, picked up a Prajna relic bead.

Slowly, the vanguard of the Chu army turned into the rearguard, reversing their chariots to face directly the black army pressing forward like a towering wave.

Another savage demonic thunderbolt struck. Nordlan gritted his teeth and held on desperately, the protective barrier composed of hundreds of thousands of energy crystals showing signs of fading.

The courtyard was situated right next to a domed temple, and the architectural style was exceptionally distinctive. Most importantly, the area was remarkably quiet, which filled Xiao Ke with envy and prompted him to utter a few words of praise.

The unconcerned and confident demeanor of this fellow caused a faint, ominous premonition to rise in Long Fengyang's heart. Tong Qianzhan's abnormal behavior made this Chief of Staff feel that things were slipping out of his control, but when he saw the composed Xu Qing standing beside him, the unease in his heart seemed to lessen abruptly.

Qin Zumu coughed violently. After feeling slightly better in the afternoon, he slept continuously, and whenever he occasionally woke up and asked about Qin Zhaoyang, Song Qing brushed him off with prearranged words. Song Qing gazed at his peaceful sleeping face, tears welling up in her eyes, only to be forcefully swallowed back.