Chapter 27

"The two of you certainly know how to play it cool; your timing is impeccable. Five seconds later, and you needn't have bothered coming," Kakashi remarked indifferently, casting a glance at Chiba Kubo and Ina.

This rare display of emotion from the leader of the righteous path left the four elders of Mount Shu and Master Changmei in silence.

He rested his hands on the ramparts, gazing into the distance at the Yuan soldiers who, while fleeing, kept collapsing and dying from severe injuries. He remained speechless for a long time.

However, thanks to his extraordinary physique and superior healing ability, Mu Ge recovered to his former vigorous self after just a few days of rest.

Immediately after, Jiang Huai saw an army charging from afar. Expecting the Qin forces, he looked closer and was surprised to see the Zhao army's banner, emblazoned with a large character "Mu." Jiang Huai recognized the general, and feeling a surge of relief at the arrival of reinforcements, his spirits lifted.

"If we aren't reckless, are we supposed to just watch you have your Dao heart crushed by this guy?" Mo Yiping retorted, tilting his head while brandishing his sword.

Moreover, although Master Kong possessed unfathomable martial arts, he claimed to be a practitioner of the Buddhist "emptiness," and his compassionate heart was evident; he would never truly injure Xiao Feng or Duan Yu.

The potential of the human body is immense. A true martial artist who cultivates the physical form possesses an offensive power that those specialized in internal energy or cultivators of immortality simply cannot match.

Swish! Two heads flew into the air! Their eyes were filled with confusion—why strike before letting us finish speaking!?

Meanwhile, Yao Yue-sang remained completely unaffected, sitting there steadily and continuing to polish off the pudding in her hand.

"What did you just say? That’s a flower demon?" Yue Yao leaned out against the mountain wall to peer at the monster behind us.

"Heh, you’re up quite early!" I felt a twinge of discomfort. I remembered back when I helped the older sister quit drinking, she wouldn't even take a day off despite my pleas, yet now she hadn't even hesitated to take leave just to see Chu Xia.

Barely twenty years old, Meng Qingyi, relying on his keen eyes and ears, always enjoyed tailing beautiful women to quietly savor their secrets; a few times, he had even listened until he was red in the face.

Maddy, with a dark expression, barked, "Which path can't be taken? It's obviously dangerous—what do you mean by asking which path to take?"

The nine-tailed fox suddenly hugged me again and kissed my lips. Since the deed was done, I simply let go of my reservations. My large hands roamed over her body.

If they didn't catch up soon, the spiritual energy of the Nine Ice Dragons would likely be exhausted. If that demon emerged again, neither of their families wanted to endure another terrifying Starfall.

Zhuo Nan curled his lips in mockery and pointed at Shangguan Lingfeng, saying, "I misspoke. I thought she would kill two, but I didn't expect her to finish off only one." Zhuo Nan did not take Bruce's words seriously at all.

The faux White Tiger Blade sliced across the last mountain spirit's neck. Due to the drop rate mechanics for beta testers, the two mountain spirits killed by Han Xiang didn't even drop a stick. Han Xiang sheathed the blade and returned to Yi Chuan's side.

The head coach watched the scene with satisfaction before announcing the roster for the next match, consisting of Huo Nan and two foreign players from the Celtics.

Indeed, in terms of physical damage, beasts are far more dangerous than humans. After all, a wolf is not picky; anything with meat is bitten, killed, and eaten. Even if you play dead, there is no chance for a counterattack. From another perspective, however, having a human as an enemy is far more terrifying.

Naturally, among these three million forum members, most had migrated over from the "Ren Ba" (Kindred Spirits) forum.

"Rooting!" Song Xiaodong finished speaking, and green patterns began to spread across his entire body down to his heels.

Among those spots, based on the comprehensive strength of each company, they were divided into selected and candidate categories.

Moreover, having lived two lives, An Liang understood that at such a moment, he had to say something.

The Qilei Army cultivators roared with excitement. They began a desperate counterattack. The otherworldly creatures seemed to have their strength significantly diminished; between the constraints of the city's defensive formation and the sharp electrical discharges within the white mist, they suffered constant wails and roars as many were struck down in short order.

Cao Huachun showed his kindness and honesty on this point; this was a matter known to every three-year-old in the empire. It was just that the Chongzhen Emperor didn't want to speak of it, and Wang Chengen was even less willing to acknowledge it. In this moment, Cao Huachun spoke the truth, leaving the Emperor deeply embarrassed and Wang Chengen furious.

By then, Xu Xiao had already withdrawn his hand seals. The two white jade flying swords circled in the air, flew back, and were steadily caught in his hands.

A warm, radiant tide of energy surged through Liu Qingshan, eventually settling in his Dantian to form a vortex. Faint cyan light bloomed across his body before fading, as all the power and aura condensed around the tide, forming an entirely new type of strength.

"Shang Kexi, what about the rest of the Qing troops? Why aren't you pursuing them?" Ji Feng looked at Shang Kexi and the countless surrendered soldiers gathered there with a grim expression.

Before the sentence was finished, a ghostly, cackling laughter of an infant drifted from mid-air. This time, the sound was closer, clearer, and even more ethereal than before.

Then, Fatty Han rushed back to his room to try absorbing the chaotic energy of heaven and earth there.

Although I held the tiger-claw hooks and could walk normally, it was difficult to unleash Taoist arts to contend with Sun Chunfeng. However, at this juncture, I had no chance of escape, so I steeled my heart, forced myself to initiate the Heavenly Profound Sword Steps, and brandished the hooks, hoping only to delay my death for as long as possible.

The cold-looking old man rushing forward changed his expression slightly. His palm strike was astonishing, yet it missed. He didn't even see how Lin Tianyu dodged; he only saw an afterimage appear before him, which then slowly faded away.