Chapter 60

Once Liu Yao led his troops away, the previously rigid posture of Li Jian collapsed instantly, and beads of sweat the size of peas broke out continuously across his forehead.

Then he climbed up the perimeter wall, and the moment he looked down, he saw Wei Lan covered in filth, unconscious amidst a pile of garbage. Had he not looked closely, he truly would have mistaken her for refuse herself.

Su Xinning naturally heard the commotion behind her. She tightened the reins, brought the spirited steed to a halt, and turned sideways to look at the person trailing behind.

According to what Lin Xiao had said earlier, the Imperial Guard master skilled in the Six Solar Divine Arts, who had massacred the entire Huo family and pursued Lin Xiao across thousands of miles, would certainly not have shown deliberate leniency. Since it was not him, the person who intentionally let Lin Xiao escape by sheer luck must be this man in black blessed with a supreme constitution.

Seeing the newcomer, the receptionist immediately became respectful: "Hello, Master Fifteen." This was one of President Lei's most trusted confidants, and she had to make a good impression.

After stepping out of the front gate, Tan Xuan did not return by his original path because it was too circuitous. Instead, he took a shortcut, running through the ravine on the west side of the village straight to Erlingzi's house at the southernmost end.

Qiao Jie's brows knitted slightly, and she wanted to say something, but meeting Ning Yang's honest, naive smile, she found herself at a loss for words.

Li Jian spurred his horse to the front of the formation, gazing coldly at the enemy ahead. A slight sense of relief finally washed over his heart—thankfully, they had arrived in time; the enemy's main force had not yet successfully crossed the river.

Lei Mian recalled Wu Teng from the arena matches of years past; although he was sinister, his fighting style was at least normal, resembling what an esper ought to be.

Feng Moniang's retort ceased abruptly. Her head, rolling away along the ground, still had its mouth open and eyes wide, as if she could not believe that Yun Ruyi's command for her to die meant literal death.

"Kill." The instant Xiang Hao loosened his grip, the Qilin roared and charged forward, its vital energy soaring into the heavens, truly resembling an ancient peerless beast that had crossed boundless eras to enter the present world.

Just as the old lecherous dragon had said, although Yun Fei's rate of progress was beneath the old man's notice, to ordinary people it was already miraculous speed, making it inevitable that Yun Fei would feel somewhat carried away.

Originally, he thought the evil spirit would surely die, but he discovered that within the Universe Cauldron, a special force was protecting the shattered soul of the evil spirit.

Such bestial acts were beyond toleration; if he did not slaughter Qin Wudi and the others, he would never be able to purge the hatred burning in his heart.

A sense of desolation filled Xiang Hao's heart. In this battle, far too many supreme beings of stunning talent had perished.

The two men raised their weapons, retreating step by unsteady step with terror in their eyes, their hands trembling as they gripped their arms.

In this world, there is no such thing as causeless affection, so Chen Fan believed that coming to Green Willow Manor this time, the Nangong family must harbor other hidden motives.

Upon hearing Chen Fan's reply, Chen Quanbing, who had been standing straight, instantly slumped forward, his back hunching. Curiosity still lingered in his gaze, and he extended his hand toward Chen Fan.

Before the words had even faded, the Xuanyuan Sword was already descending upon him in a slash. Yet Ye Chen slowly raised his hand, his index and middle fingers suddenly parting with lightning speed like a pair of tongs, directly clamping onto Xuanyuan Tian's peerless strike. Seeming simple, the movement possessed immense strength, halting the Xuanyuan Sword and preventing it from advancing even an inch further.

The reasoning was identical to how Lin Shiqi was dealt with: if this person could survive even this, it meant their time to die had not yet arrived, and forcing the issue was meaningless.

Normally, such an action would be considered utterly disrespectful to Prince Xiao. Yet for some reason, when she performed it, Prince Xiao felt not a trace of displeasure; instead, he chuckled softly and truly, obediently walked toward her.

Enduring the pain of the searing flames, the ogre whirled around and lunged at my face with a razor-sharp claw. In that split second, however, my sword had already pierced deep into the ogre's abdomen, while its wicked claws stopped a mere three centimeters from my face.

"How dare you? Do you know who I am? I—" Before Qin Hu's words could finish, someone delivered a fierce kick to his leg, sending him crashing to the ground where he knelt directly before Wang Xudong.

"How is it? Tell me your thoughts." Su Wanqi asked Wang Xudong once he finished reading.

Lu Shiyu said nothing more, merely holding her tightly in a fierce embrace, as though clinging to the only thing left in life he could still grasp.

At that very moment, Long Fei could not suppress a wave of excitement. After all, if he truly discovered rare heavenly treasures, he would be able to rake in a massive amount of energy stones.

Qisina rested her chin in her hand. As the guild master, she indeed had to consider many factors, unlike someone like me.

Exposing a smile toward me, Jiang Hanjie, as a member of the professional league's Sword Rain Rose, could naturally understand my meaning with ease.

Hearing Chi Fengyu's words, Long Fei had to concede that becoming a truly exceptional alchemist was indeed no easy task.

To be married off just like this... if her mother were still alive, seeing such a grand wedding and watching her marry such a powerful and influential man through proper, formal betrothal, she would surely be very happy, wouldn't she?

That being said, if Yan Huang lacked his current status, wealth, connections, and power, whether he would dare was one thing—did he even possess the capability to pressure Ying Xuebai?

Xiao Zheng had not expected this Bocchino to have such a spine, actually daring to counterattack. He truly lived up to his upbringing in a criminal syndicate family.

A cruel smile crept onto Hu Junhao's corners of the mouth. Relying on this very technique, he had lost count of how many people he had killed. He was certain that Zhang Ning would be shredded into pieces amidst the countless wind blades.