Chapter Eighty-Six: A Hard-Fought Duel

Wudi stared at Ma Wu with fierce hostility, and after a long silence let out a cold laugh, yet the look on his face had never been so grave. This Ma Wu seemed to have undergone a transformation. Wudi had originally believed that, with his and Wuzun’s collusion in this scheme, there was a ninety-nine percent chance they could kill Ma Wu on the spot. Yet he had never imagined that Ma Wu would actually be able to slay the Whip Walker in an instant, and now he was even daring to challenge the Iron Tower. Ma Wu’s calm demeanor stirred an ominous foreboding in Wudi’s heart.

Number 3-9, the Father God granted us the study of spirit technology, allowing us to extract bloodlines, split souls, and merge countless lineages so that we may forge bodies best suited to the Thousand-Headed Clan.

At the same time, the brute force on Lian Heng’s body was stripped away, and instead a vast surge of demonic power struck toward them.

The task is very simple: at this Sea God Assembly, find some outstanding and top-tier bloodlines.

Then he flipped his wrist and slammed the attacker behind him hard into the ground. After a dull thud, he stepped down on him.

“You, how can you be so arrogant and overbearing? This old man is hard of hearing because of his age; that is an undeniable fact,” said Old Hai angrily.

At this moment, the Underworld Sovereign wore a smile and looked up at the people battling madly in the sky.

Listening to one practical and support-based martial art after another being mentioned, Xu Qing’s brows also could not help but grow more complicated and grave.

He finally understood that his cousin had his own misgivings, and would not deal with Erdaohe Village with the swift and brutal ease he had imagined before coming.

Not only would his uncle curse him and his ancestors for three generations, belittle him, and say that he was good for nothing, that all the grain he had eaten had gone into a dog’s belly.

The meaning in his words was very clear: if Ayao was willing to transfer Su Ji to him, then he would protect her without fault; if she refused to hand Su Ji over, then tomorrow would truly be a banquet with hidden murder.

Last month’s twenty-first place in monthly votes was a little disappointing, but I can proudly say that it was all supported by everyone; I did not manipulate the rankings myself. That alone is enough.

Zhilan: Carbon dioxide accumulates in densely built areas, and those places need the city to plant more trees.

“Wei’er, this method... may not be good. Mother knows you cannot bring yourself to do it. Still... perhaps this is also a way to save us. I am not trying to force you. It would be best if there were other methods,” the Empress Dowager said, clicking her tongue.

Looking at the cave entrance, everyone seemed to have no joy on their faces; their expressions were solemn, and the excitement from moments ago vanished in an instant. Lin Kun felt as though someone had overturned a five-flavor jar in his heart; he could not tell what he was feeling, though what remained most was bitterness.

According to him, it was an ancient Han tomb. There, he had not only witnessed wondrous phenomena, but had also suffered a curse from a demonic dragon. Yet Timur felt that this foreigner’s mind was not sound, and that his words could not be wholly trusted.

“Brother Lin, take care!” Gao Muqing turned back, her star-bright eyes glistening with tears. With a sorrowful smile, she turned once more, and her figure was already swallowed by the darkness.

That half-mad Hannibal? People from the Martial Arts Academy could not concern themselves with matters in their own city.

“How many great bodhisattvas are there in all of Huaxia? I’d like to see who dares lay a hand on my people!” The person on the other end spoke, then swiftly hung up.

After thinking it over and over, Luo Lin still could not find a good solution. It seemed the only choice was to jump down and hope the pool was not too shallow, otherwise the mouse and he would both perish at the bottom.

Wang Ling said, “I told you to hurry up and eat. Do you want me to turn purple for you to see in a moment?”

I also like purple pupils, but looking at Qing’er is like looking at a python, which is somewhat unsettling.

Earlier, Yuchi Gong had only told him to come to the city gate to welcome the reinforcements; he had not told him what exactly they were coming for.

“Soul-Hosting Devil Canon! Do you still remember who I am?” Rui Wenyue shouted, drawing a trace of ice-vein power to blend into the force of emptiness and strike at the devil canon.

With the four great dynasties joining hands, they could easily occupy most of the Great Qian territory and trap the people of Great Qian within the capital.

Having said that, he pressed forward and struck with a palm. Zhong Hongyi tried to dissolve it, but his arm was twisted by Xie Yi’s palm strike, and he immediately cried out in agony, his fighting strength greatly reduced.