Chapter 156: First Visit to the Yan Family (Part 8)

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The special forces guessed correctly. In the open expanse to the northeast, an Ilyushin Il-76 landed in the accumulated snow. Its tail ramp lowered, and a number of mercenaries disembarked to establish a perimeter.

However, as Taifu rode his horse past the fleeing deserters running into the distance, troops vaguely materialized on the flat ground to the north. By the time Taifu saw them clearly, he realized he had nowhere left to run.

"Hehe. I'll just use this to make an example to the others!" Elder Ben Sha made intricate hand seals in the air. The plump, dark-skinned man appeared to be crushed by an invisible wall, his expression contorted and terrifying, his eyes bulging before turning into a rain of blood that splattered across the air, though this bloody mist vanished almost instantly.

Just then, Yi Guang suddenly felt a sense of crisis and leaped backward rapidly. The ground beneath his feet suddenly burst open, and a longsword thrust upward, grazing Yi Guang's chest as blood began to trickle out.

As a large number of soldiers withdrew, many demons were unconsciously isolated by the positions the soldiers had formed.

"Beast, prepare to meet your end!" A crimson sword Qi, as solid as crystal, flew in from afar and struck the purple jade centipede hovering in mid-air with pinpoint accuracy.

Fortunately, that fellow Kang Mangang was deeply selfish and trusted no one, carrying all his belongings on his person. Otherwise, the armed warships alone would have given them quite a headache to deal with.

However, from the perspective of a reconnaissance operation, having too many people was also a drawback; the target was simply too large, making any movement highly inconvenient.

Walking up to the zombie, Bailong pointed his blade directly at its throat with his right hand. Hand raised, blade fallen. The two grey-blue arms dropped limply to his sides.

If he could still utilize all the supreme treasures within his body, let alone a mere Realm Lord, he would not fear even another one appearing. But right now, after such heavy consumption, the weapons he could use were nearly depleted, and the energy within his body had been squandered seven or eight times over. Facing such a Realm Lord under these conditions was truly fatal.

The luxurious furnishings within the natural grotto, combined with breathtaking lighting, were truly dazzling to the eyes.

Long Luo asked, "You actually lured out the Dragon Gate God Emperor? Who saved you then? Could it be that mysterious person?" Li Ke replied, "Guess who saved me." Long Luo mused, "To be able to rescue you from the hands of a God Emperor, that person must certainly be a God Emperor. But which God Emperor would provoke Dragon Gate for no reason?"

Aside from Bi Qianmo, Old Brown could not think of anyone else capable of taking Su Zhinian away right under his nose. He had never once considered that Sun, the son he viewed as entirely good-for-nothing, was actually working against him.

Yet, to Wang Youcai's surprise, Zhao Xiufang stubbornly refused to go. With no other choice, Wang Youcai could only claim that he had been forced to come by Yao Chunnie.

A sharp pain surged from his chest. Li Jiang looked at the armored figure in renewed shock; the fact that it could inflict genuine physical pain proved just how immense the armored figure's strength was.

Indeed, I have felt that way too. Unless driven to absolute desperation, how could one ever think of suicide? If supernatural powers existed, my husband and I would not still be searching for each other a thousand years later.

Yuan Zhuang hurriedly hid behind Jiang No. 1. Seeming to guess its thoughts, Jiang No. 1 tilted its head, drifted to the side, and sat upon a thick stalactite pillar protruding from the cave wall, adopting a thoroughly detached, "none of my business" attitude, ready to sit back and watch the show.

He had certainly considered letting them destroy each other and then reaping the profits as a third party. However, every single member of these three major factions was cunning as a fox, especially Wei Cangsong of the Silkworm Gang, who possessed supreme intelligence; such a simple trick would easily be seen through by him.

Although the time she had spent recognizing Qiao Qin was short, people were not made of wood or stone; she kept all of Qiao Qin's care and actions for her firmly in her heart.

Duan Sulian, Gao Guanyintai, Fan Ku, Fan Ji, Fan Mie, and Fan Dao—the six individuals inside the temple who had been intently watching the battle—first saw Yang Yunhan's complexion turn pale and his eyes lifeless, signaling impending defeat, just as the live fish was about to touch Yang Yunhan's body.

"Speaking of which, I must thank the young lady for sparing my life." Jin Suo completely lacked the pretentious airs of a Demon Realm guardian.

Duan Kongming, who was likewise questioned by Liu Ling, made the same choice as Luo Shuanghua; he also rejected Liu Ling's proposal to form a team.

"Sword Qi can suppress a sword domain? That's impossible, Senior Brother. What is going on here?" Lu Zichuan pursued the question.

Lin Yu also understood the severity of the matter. The elders in the room were now passing on their experiences to him, and even if their words sounded harsh, he had to listen.

"Mengqi, are you alright? That beast Gao Feng..." Both of them had been too agitated earlier, but now, having calmed down, Liu Ruobing noticed the bruises on Liu Mengqi's body, revealing streaks of blue beneath her torn clothing.

At that very moment, Li Si's right hand flicked directly, and immediately a black 187 handgun appeared in his palm. Its appearance seemed utterly terrifying, vastly exceeding their imagination and completely beyond anything they could hope to contend with.

Because although she had lost her memories regarding her own lineage, her other memories remained intact. Therefore, she still had some understanding of life in the imperial palace, and she truly did not wish to become a caged bird, losing herself in the daily routine of scheming for favor against others and ultimately dying a wretched death of old age within these deep palace courtyards.