Volume 1, Chapter 42: Reaching the Eighteenth Floor, Blocked at the Door by Nangong Ling!
In the center of the screen, the hill-like double-headed troll was abruptly pierced through, its blood freezing instantly before it even had a chance to flow.
"Bang!"
Following this crisp sound, the crowd snapped back to reality as if waking from a dream, their bodies trembling involuntarily.
"Hiss...!"
Whether present at the Trial Tower or watching the livestream from afar, everyone gasped in unison.
They had originally expected Lin Yi to be blocked by this double-headed troll.
Yet, none of them could have anticipated such an outcome.
Another instant kill!
An extreme silence was followed by a fanatical uproar, pushing the atmosphere at the scene to its peak instantly.
Everyone was speaking excitedly with spittle flying, sharing this shock with those around them.
"Good grief, is this really Ice Lance?..."
Until bedtime, Wang Teng still hadn't found out what was actually going on in his hometown, knowing only that it was located in Kyoto.
Murong Ye nodded in greeting, then clenched his fists and rushed forward, his force still at the ninth stage of Qi Condensation.
The barefoot White Leopard King, watching from a distance, also stepped forward, its icy eyes locked firmly on Murong Ye as it waited for an opportunity to strike.
Though Jiang Daha was not entirely confident he could sell all the sausages, meat was a precious commodity; thus, like a sharp and alert black panther, he guardedly watched over the cart of sausages.
The Second Elder felt a surge of joy in his heart and immediately lunged toward the widest gap, hoping to evade the ten sword auras in this manner. Having previously heard of Murong Ye's performance in the sect duel, he was unconcerned that the sword auras might change direction to attack him.
At this moment, dozens of people had already gathered inside the clan assembly hall, dividing themselves distinctly into two opposing sides standing on either left and right.
Before the senior brother could bring Tianya and Tianjing over, the sect master of the Yellow Wolf Sect impatiently stood up and bowed with a beaming smile to the people of the other sects.
Level-one team fights in high-tier matches are difficult to predict; sometimes both sides maintain defensive formations as stable as Mount Tai, while other times, at the slightest disagreement, they descend into chaos and bloodshed.
After all, marriage is like a mirror—once a major crack appears, it is impossible to restore it to its original state.
Once the acupuncture was finished, Tang Feng channeled his Qi-guiding technique to draw out all the pathogenic aura in her body, only then letting out a sigh of relief.
Tang Feng flashed slightly aside and then frowned deeply, noticing that this burly man actually kept a rat-like pet that was squeaking incessantly at him.
High up on the exterior walls of the mid-air building, bombs hidden beneath the concrete were activated, detonating simultaneously. The entire hotel began to sway precariously as countless balls of light blossomed at once.
Ah Huang carefully inspected Mu Qingzi's progress in refining the mummified corpse puppet, discovering that the process was actually proceeding quite smoothly, except that when it came to merging with the physical body of a peak Golden Core realm cultivator, things became rather troublesome.
Following closely behind was an earth-shattering, peerlessly taboo force, rolling around Qin Tian like a tidal wave with a heart-shaking momentum.
Huang Xin naturally noticed Lin Yu's inadvertent glance, bit her lip, and ultimately shifted her footing.
In truth, what he did not know was that the major sects had been trembling in secret under the spiritual pressure of his Golden Core cultivation, terrified that he might suddenly turn aggressive and sweep away all the fine herbs, leaving no one capable of matching him and nothing to do but cry without tears.
During the incident in the Heavenly Demon Ghost Territory, it was once again warriors from your Deep Sea Dragon Realm, and even Divine Body realm warriors at that.
Using the power provided by the Dark Ring, he could clearly see that a massive spacecraft was hovering quietly in the sky above this building.
Seeing Chen Fan look over, the old ape was the first to swear a special blood oath using its vital essence, granting Chen Fan and the others permission to enter the ancient cave.
The first week of business for the three establishments passed peacefully, and trade gradually stabilized. The nightly revenue for each of the two nightclubs was around twenty thousand, while Liu Fei's bathhouse brought in nearly ten thousand. However, troubles began to emerge one after another starting from the second week.
Suddenly, however, the coach seemed to have recalled something, whipping his head around as his expression instantly altered.
Chen Yan sat down calmly, watching Duan Quan prepare to take a seat as well, a murderous glint flashing through his cold eyes.
"Take it, take it, take it!" Mo Xichen basically scrambled to answer. This beat going back to that island surrounded by the sea with only a single exit to undergo training, and he could just team up with Boss Ding—just thinking about it was exciting. He shuddered to think how his dear older brother might arrange instructors for him upon his return.
"The person, I will help you kill. But it will have to wait until after I finish my own business." Zhan Qingxiao did not care much about this Chen Wangong.
In fact, Jing Sheng Susu had long known someone was stirring up trouble behind the scenes, she just hadn't expected it to be this organization.
Desire is like a vampire; it strips people of their rationality, and Jing Sheng Susu intended to use this point to gamble with Lu Ying.
King Ming ordered his subordinates to present a thousand liang of gold, and then personally bestowed that thousand liang of gold upon Wu Shitong.
Zhang Jun looked Qi轩 up and down: standing over one meter eighty, he was half a head taller than Zhang Jun, with resolute, chiseled facial features, and a buzz cut that exuded a trace of wicked charm.
"Big brother, I have been unable to break through the Qi Gathering realm, so I'm rather vexed," he said, omitting the fact that his physical body required the Qi Gathering stage for its recovery.
Therefore, habits become second nature and are very difficult to alter. She seemed to have forgotten that the person before her was Pei Si, not Pei Sinan.
Yao pulled me back, and I awkwardly let go of Huahua. Was this the repatriation ability Yao had mentioned earlier? To think it was given to this foolish dog.
Today's toilet, Tang Sancai fruit tray, and the fragments they excavated all came from the same source, which was why Old Chen dared to assert this with certainty.
On the other side, Chen Hao and the three of them were being suppressed by three early-stage Martial Spirits—or rather, utterly toyed with. When martial artists fight Martial Spirits, unless one possesses freakish talent, victory is impossible; even six peak martial artists could not defeat a single early-stage Martial Spirit.
Perhaps because the firewall's medics also needed a moment to regroup, the artillery fire behind them became less intense. Keck set Salin down to rest near a tree root, then plunked himself onto the ground with a cigarette clamped between his lips.
After her father sacrificed himself to save the head of the An family, those people from the main branch used this so-called "family motto" to brush off their widowed mother and orphan.
There was another, even more important reason: it seemed truly impossible for us to find any other way to prove ourselves.