Chapter 48 Teaching Them a Lesson

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“Wu Feiyang!” the young man replied indifferently.

The testing disciple nodded at once and launched his attack. His three moves seemed identical, never having changed in the slightest.

At Weichu Temple, Monk Jingyi’s entire body blazed with golden light. The Buddhist six-syllable mantra rang out from the sky and transformed into an enormous swastika, upon which a Buddha sat cross-legged, pressing down toward the Prefecture of Yuanhong.

Pushing open the door, Ling Yan entered and saw Duke Xie. Back then, when Ling Yuanshan had gone everywhere begging for money and troops, many people had been pessimistic about him and refused to lend either men or funds. In the end, it was Duke Xie who provided some assistance. Later, the Duke’s household also contributed greatly to the construction of the Army That Subdues the World. Naturally, the relationship between the two families had remained quite close.

“Keep going, keep going.” Zhang Lishang still wore an angry expression, though anyone could tell he had only just begun pretending.

Then, one day, Yanran’s white hair suddenly vanished, turning a pure black. Yanran herself changed from a girl with long, straight white hair into one with long, straight black hair.

Water cascaded down with a roaring sound, as though a sudden downpour had begun. A gigantic black python, as thick as a water barrel, raised its head and gazed toward the spotted giant python beside the pool. Compared with this black python, whether the spotted python or the indigo python, both were no more than ordinary water snakes—utterly insignificant.

For the Yang family, losing Yang Yingfeng would not cause them to collapse completely. So long as Yang Xiao remained, they could still rise again. But if Yang Xiao died as well, there would be no one left in the Yang family capable of supporting such a large household.

With that, he took a black-and-red pill from his bracelet, tossed it into his mouth, raised his head, and swallowed it.

Although Lin Xing felt the sorrow, she reacted in the very next instant. She sprang straight up from the ground, soaring more than ten meters into the air, while casually taking another crystal ball from her storage ring.

Before anyone had recovered from the shock of what had just happened, a black streak of light appeared across the horizon and shot directly toward the great hall atop the main peak of the Falling Star Sect. Its might far surpassed that of the people from the Wind-Thunder Sect earlier.

Hua Fengmo let out a sharp cry. Luo Qingyue’s heart stirred, and before she could do anything, her entire body toppled over the cliff.

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Step by step, Luo Qingyue walked onto the white Bridge of No Return. For some reason, countless emotions surged through her heart.

Liu Yan rose to her feet and looked at Weizhi. He was still exactly as he had been in her previous life, when she had first met him. At that time, he had been the most handsome man in the capital, while she had been the foremost beauty of the Canghan Kingdom. They could have been so happy together.

“I’m at the place where you live, but you aren’t home. Where are you now?” Mu Ziang’s voice sounded as though he was desperate to see her.

Though he felt embarrassed, for Mo Zihan’s safety, Yi Wuchen still forced himself to ask.

Luo Yu seemed to have anticipated Su He’s reaction long ago. He abruptly flicked his fingertip, and a wash of white light spread outward, nearly dazzling Su He’s eyes.

When Ye Qingcheng heard this, she could not describe the feeling in her heart. As for what he had said, she neither agreed nor disagreed.

When she opened it, she found an apple that would never decay, beautiful beads, exquisite craftsmanship, and a comforting warmth.

“Give me your phone. I’ll save my number in it for you.” Xiao Mengya gave Li Chen a meaningful glance, then extended her hand before him.

Whether intentionally or not, He Yaxiang thought that she had noticed Murong Feiming’s anger. Impressive. Just that degree of perceptiveness alone made her see He Yaxiang in a new light. Murong Feiming was exceptionally skilled at concealing his emotions; if she could see through him, she clearly possessed a talent for judging people.

“It would be best if we didn’t discuss this sort of thing. We should hurry and cultivate the Heart-Linking Seal Technique—that is what matters most.” Da Wuhui hastily steered the conversation away from the matter that would damage his reputation.

“No. Only he is permitted this privilege. No one else may accept a challenge!” The Desert Giant’s merciless, icy voice rang out once more, without the slightest hint of concession.

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“Brother Jiang, since you’ve been to Changjiang City, you should know what the Righteousness Gang is capable of. To be frank, once I eliminate the Black Dragon Society, I’ll move against the Hongxing Gang. I hope you’ll return to the righteous path and stop printing counterfeit American banknotes.” Li Haolong took a drag from his cigarette and spoke with intense concentration.

The four people present were stunned to discover that another powerful figure shared the same objective as them. None of them spoke first; they merely sized one another up.

Yalan gazed at Ye Feng, whom she had not seen for many years and who had now grown into a handsome young man. She wept, but in her spiritual form she had no tears. She wanted to step forward and embrace her son, yet her hands passed through Ye Feng’s body like air. Only then did she realize that she existed in spiritual form and could not touch anything physical.

This place was roughly six or seven hundred li from the front line. When the barbarian army attacked, the main forces had been depleted because Nicholas had taken them all to Starfall Fortress. Thus, the place was occupied in almost a single night, leaving no time to react. Of course, this was largely thanks to the speed of the barbarian army’s Gray Wolf Cavalry.

An abacus of black iron, two curved blades, and an extraordinarily narrow steel sword—all four weapons attacked at once, suddenly sealing off every possible avenue of retreat around Ninth Sister Hu.

Within one minute, he moved at full speed a total of fifty times. Each movement covered the maximum distance Chen Zhibin could manage: two kilometers.

But if she denied Frank’s words, she would undoubtedly be giving everyone the impression that she had not broken up with Xi Muhan.

After rushing to the rooftop, everyone quickly shut the iron door leading up there. Ignoring the scratching sounds outside, they sat down one after another to rest.

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