Chapter 50: You Still Want to Beat Me to Death

Fu Luoning inexplicably pulled her arm back, but before she had taken many steps, Gu Linzhou simply sat down flat on the ground, sliding sideways until he slowly came to a halt.

The two of them gazed at each other from a distance.

Fortunately, he was wearing protective gear. Judging by his posture, Fu Luoning figured he wasn't hurt, because he took off the guards on his legs and flung them right in front of Fu Luoning, exasperatedly saying, "You just wish I were dead so you could be a young widow, don't you?"

Fu Luoning picked up the guards and hurled them directly at him: "You—"

Ning Tianchen took the cold-iron sword, carefully weighing and feeling its texture, and said with joy, "Never did I expect that in this lifetime of mine, I would lay eyes on this treasured sword once again." With that, he channeled his entire body's battle qi, and a golden radiance manifested upon the cold-iron sword, which instantly grew extraordinarily sharp.

Gazing at the lips stained with her scent, a trace of secret delight seemed to well up in her heart. She had never experienced such a feeling before, but looking downward at that pair of deformed legs, she truly found them difficult to accept; she could not believe that her man would remain this way for the rest of his life.

Of course, Ding Yezi merely thought this in her heart; she would certainly not speak thus to Hao Ling, lest she anger that gentle and affable man.

To return to Ouyang Chushang of the State of Ziyan, facing the rebellion staged by the Empress and the Prime Minister, he remained entirely calm and composed. Everything was well within his control. Although he had not anticipated that the two of them would dare to collude so brazenly, since they were courting death, he would simply dispatch them to the netherworld ahead of schedule.

At this moment, Long Qianxun was utterly speechless. This Immortal Lord Aotian was powerful to a degree that left him entirely wordless. Long Qianxun had never imagined that heavenly lightning could actually be swallowed whole; the last time heavenly lightning entered his body, it had caused him excruciating agony, yet Immortal Lord Aotian had directly devoured the heavenly lightning without suffering the slightest harm.

"I arrived yesterday and had a good, long sleep today." With that, she took out a handkerchief and wiped her delicately maintained, smooth hands.

However, since this was deep within the imperial palace, and considering Xuan Yuanye's thought that once state affairs were concluded shortly he could go seek out Shangguan Feng, he dismissed the notion.

Stepping out of Concubine Shen's quarters, Ding Yezi heaved a complete sigh of relief. She knew that Shen Yan was truly finished; from this day forward, she possessed no further competitive edge. From this, it could also be seen that Shen Yan had given her genuine heart to Hao Ling, which was why she now dared not see him again, rather than merely acting as a pawn for Concubine Shen.

Now the roles were reversed. Tian Tian was momentarily stunned before realizing that Tian Ruo had misunderstood, but once this misunderstanding was voiced, Tian Tian found the feeling within her quite uncomfortable.

"Senior Nan, I always have a bizarre feeling about this place. Why don't we find somewhere else instead?" Wei Yi knew full well that the more he said this, the less likely Nan Huaizi would be to agree.

Even though he could deduce that this entity's combat strength would at most inflict a tiny fraction of damage upon him, it was still far from enough to cause him any real trouble.

The wretched-looking man felt a surge of excitement as he led Lu Feiyang slowly inward, yet the killing intent in his heart also began to rise steadily.

Just like that Sect Master Yimo? A man of forty or fifty, yet still looking like a youthful, dashing beauty?

After the four of them sat down and Wei Yi's expression returned to normal, he was astonished to discover that his Senior Brother Yuan possessed not a shred of cultivation, and his hair had even begun to turn grey and white.

The challenger's strength was formidable; facing two six-star challengers, Xu Zhe felt as though he were confronting a powerful seven-star elementalist.

Abruptly, Wei Yi produced that jade slip—the one given to him by the eccentric old monster Big-Mouth Li, which contained the contact method for that old eccentric.

Li Haonan felt a painful pang in his heart, dreading most of all that she would henceforth harbor resentment. The thought that all his previous efforts might be rendered entirely futile by this single burst of impulsiveness made him practically contemplate taking his own life.

"He is taking it head-on—the spiritual flames of maximum potency." This time, Liu Hao once again exceeded Shi Bu's expectations. In Shi Bu's view, Liu Hao would surely utilize the tricky nature of Psychic-type moves to drag out a protracted battle and exhaust Hitmonchan's stamina, yet he had done no such thing, opting instead to fight him to the death directly, greatly baffling Shi Bu.

Upon hearing these crude words, Mother Ye instantly became the focus of attention for both Wei Yi and Fan Mengxin.

Faced with the choice between leaping out to rescue Svin and watching him get torn apart by the tentacle monster, Luo Tianhua reluctantly chose the former. Regardless of how that fox schemed against him, at the very least, he counted as a living being he could acknowledge.

"What? Earl is already in the Hundun realm? And is currently within his Heavenly Dao?" Ren Xingyou cried out in a loud voice, as if he had heard some unimaginable, heaven-shaking news.

Acting as though nothing were amiss, he pulled the broken half-blade straight out from his chest. Blood spurted from the wound like a water gun, yet merely within the span of a few breaths, the wound healed itself.

For them as new recruits, aside from selecting one among themselves to be their squad leader, a soldier was often dispatched from the Yanjiang City Garrison to lead them when executing missions.

Hearing that short man's low curses, which repeatedly invoked the Shen family, I felt a secret start of surprise and pondered to myself: "The Shen family? How many Shen families could there possibly be here in Chengdu Prefecture? Could this lawless outrage today be the doing of Shen Yinzheng?" At this thought, anger surged uncontrollably from the depths of my heart.

One must know that the soul figure of this Golden Legion was the most formidable powerhouse among all known masters of the Three Upper Realms. It was rumored that his strength had already reached the intermediate Heavenly Slaughter tier, and even the strongest individual in Russia—the soul figure of the Fierce Bear Legion, Joe Brett!—had once suffered defeat at his hands.

Originally, his intention in practicing medicine for people outside was to build a reputation for himself, making it easier to naturally squeeze into the circle of alchemy, make some acquaintances, and gather information. Yet this time, he had likewise missed an opportunity to take advantage of a situation.

Dozens of ordinary undead continuously upgrading into intermediate or advanced undead could hardly make much of a ripple on a battlefield comprising millions of undead.