Volume 1, Chapter 70: The Swallow-Tail Dart Appears Again

The man’s complexion was pale and ashen, his hair disheveled, and his eyes radiated a bloodthirsty, murderous intent.

Combined with his horrifying laughter, he looked like a demon crawled straight out of the abyss of hell.

Bai Zhi and Qing Dai, who arrived shortly after, broke out in goosebumps, and even Yun Jinhua felt a faint chill creeping up her back.

However, she could tell that the man was wearing a human-skin mask that concealed his true features.

"Die!"

The man’s voice was hoarse and grating, his icy tone delivered simultaneously with a chilling blade.

A gleaming single-bladed saber viciously slashed down toward the top of Yun Jinhua's head, with a momentum that clearly aimed to cleave her in two.

Yun Jinhua raised her sword to meet the blow. The man’s strength was formidable, ...

After receiving this news, Xue Yaha felt as though someone had pulled her out of boiling water only to plunge her straight into ice water. Her mood plummeted instantly, and feeling heavy-hearted, she went to sleep early.

This was probably the main reason why various races would head straight for the divine temple the moment they reached the Monarch Realm.

Jiang Han’s current state was akin to a debt-ridden person who no longer felt the itch of lice—having no capacity to change anything anyway, he might as well wait and see how the situation unfolded.

In the wake of the shockwave, stones, trees, and debris on the ground were all blown away, bursting apart in mid-air. Gu Tian bore the brunt of the impact, his body hurled high into the air, followed by the three martial artists who had unleashed their soul techniques, screaming as they flew off.

"Everyone go search more carefully. Since there are police cars, they must have gone somewhere nearby. If all else fails, just smash the police cars," said a middle-aged man with quite an ugly appearance. It was evident that his words held considerable weight among the villagers.

Born into a wealthy and prestigious family, one understood the meaning of being the head of the household far better than ordinary people. While enjoying privileges, the responsibilities and pressures one bore were correspondingly greater, requiring far more sacrifice.

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However, ever since Wuyong spotted that police officer with the familiar back, he had been keeping an eye on him. Having sustained minor injuries himself, once the instructor finished taking the headcount, he hopped onto an ambulance, claiming he needed to go to the hospital to have his wounds bandaged and treated.

The disciples from various major sects across the four nations all returned safely. It had to be said that they possessed genuine skill, especially the members of the Divine Machine Camp, who were well-versed in esoteric arts and arcane techniques. In such mysterious realms, they were completely in their element, prompting many to look with newfound respect upon this sect, which usually kept a low profile in the martial world.

The Liu family finally fulfilled their wish of becoming the sole masters of the Ten Thousand Horses Plain, yet they also seemed to be the most fleeting rulers of Ten Thousand Horses City. Just half a month later, a boundless and formidable aura suddenly descended, and a troop overflowing with monstrous demonic Qi charged into the city.

The practice of challenging Grand Patriarch-level experts to earn a qualification to enter the Netherworld was fiercely contested of late.

Yi Nian quietly stepped back a step. Since there were external reinforcements, she would act as a backup and continue fulfilling the mission assigned by Sister Lilith.

Yet this was entirely normal! You expect a standard, world-destroying Boss who has discarded all seven emotions and six desires to humbly ask for advice from that shameless powerhouse next door—her archenemy who schemed against her day and night?

Leblanc naturally trusted Ye Kai, so she felt nothing unusual after swallowing the pill, save for a slight bitterness on the tip of her tongue, though it wasn't overly unpleasant.

An elderly voice suddenly rang out from the audience, and a figure leapt onto the stage. When Ye Kai looked closely, his heart instantly turned mostly cold.

Since it was still class time, and given that Lu Wang and that student were not particularly popular, there were no students waiting around Arena No. 5. In contrast, Arena No. 1, reportedly designated for the Student Council, was already surrounded by a bustling crowd of students.

A wave of cheers arose from the audience; this was the first time they had seen Gulanaerfu’s sword drawn from anywhere other than her waist.

When the kiss ended, Tang Xue'er’s red lips were slightly swollen. After fiercely wiping her mouth, she raised her hand to slap him across his handsome face once more.

From that day on, he severed all surveillance on An Moxxi, considering it a form of compensation for his guilt.

"No time? Haven't you finished what you were doing? I advise Divine Doctor Xia to obediently come with us." With those words, they swarmed forward and surrounded Xia Xi.

After pondering all night, the FNG top laner ultimately decided to swallow his pride. Losing face within the team was better than losing face in front of viewers worldwide.

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Meiren and Lingguan bent down to gently massage Jia Yu’s lower back. Qingyun held back for a good while before finally failing to contain herself, bursting into hearty laughter. Her laughter was so infectious that the others soon joined in.

Following the pre-match coin toss, LG found themselves on the blue side for the first game, while the MY team was placed on the red side. For subsequent matches, the loser would hold priority selection for the side.

She wasn't bothered by much right now; she was counting on him to figure out an antidote sooner rather than later, and she didn't want to disturb him with other trivial matters.

The present Prince Ning Manor was as secure as a fortress. Inside and out, in both visible and hidden places, there were layers upon layers of defense, countless experts, and round-the-clock martial law.

Having not seen him for several months, the old man’s speech had grown increasingly slick. He appeared to favor Prince Ning, but in truth, he hadn't uttered a single substantial word.

Wasn't it said that she had been in frail health for years and could only survive in the pleasantly-气候 (temperate/pleasant) climate of Jiangnan and Jizhou?

For some reason this year, the Grand Master had actually come out of seclusion and would conduct disaster-relief and Buddha-chanting ceremonies at Xiangguo Temple on the Buddha Bathing Festival.

More and more people were influenced imperceptibly, which led to the number of applicants for the training corps reaching new peaks year after year.

Huang Shi thought to himself that aside from playing out the act thoroughly, this place might serve as a long-term intelligence outpost, allowing him to pop over via teleportation spells from time to time to gather information.

Looking at Gao Qian’s tall and sturdy figure, Zhang Fei’s thoughts stirred, and two items materialized in his hands.

Having made up his mind, Jin Ying suddenly broke out of the combat circle and, without a word, sped away into the distance. The speed of the Golden-Winged Great Roc truly lived up to its legendary reputation, vanishing from sight in the blink of an eye.