Chapter 44: My Unfortunate Childhood Sweetheart (17)

Especially when Nizam announced that the two hundred plus newly joined terrorists would all be trained by Xiao Feng for three months before being assigned to everyone, the group could not help but be dumbfounded.

"You must make sure they adjust their guild attack modes, so they don't get us killed by the monsters before the monsters even touch them!" Zhang Songxi said.

A wave of vital energy rushed forward. Ye Chen drew a semicircle in front of him with his right foot, and instantly, a powerful surge of energy met it head-on like a monstrous tidal wave, colliding with the former's energy with irresistible force. The opponent's energy wave was swallowed up completely in an instant.

One hundred attendants, arrayed in neat formation with a hint of military discipline, brandished their weapons and closed in on Jiang Yu and the others to encircle them.

Shi Jingtian washed his socks, lathering them with soap. After washing and wringing them dry, he placed the socks on the lid of the water vat, picked up the washbasin, and poured the water from the basin onto the yard in front of the ditch. Having poured out the dirty water, he rinsed the basin for Yao Suan.

After being seated, a middle-aged man brought over two menus. Fu Xi and Ouyang Rou were looking at them when a burst of noisy commotion came from outside.

Before long, Xuanyuan Xue and the others carried over the magical artifacts. True to expectation, there were artifacts belonging to all five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, numbering over sixty in total.

Seeming due to Jiang Yu's ferocious combat prowess, the dark void spirits temporarily retreated, granting the Heavenly Domain's defense line a brief moment of breathing room.

The sound of collisions echoed continuously. The Seven-Star Spear in Old Zhu's hand did not pause for even a second, waving ceaselessly until nothing could be seen but overlapping shadows of the spear, completely obscuring the appearance of the Seven-Star Spear.

Just now, Zhao Zimo had used his left hand to bear a force of a thousand catties. Although his left hand was almost pierced and torn by the blade Qi, he still seized the opportunity to strike out with a palm, letting him taste a freshly minted ultimate technique.

"Aside from Wenger, there is someone else in this world who knows about Bai Xiang," Ning Xi stared straight into Fains's eyes, speaking with deliberate emphasis.

The dark yellowish medicinal powder whitened Duan Mo's fragmented strands of hair, and the man's crimson eyes stared fixedly at Chi Qiu.

Especially since Qin Ming had been struck by his Blood-Dissolving Divine Saber, his meridians should have felt like they were burning by now, rendering him completely unable to fight.

Turning off the computer, Lin Xi hailed a cab at the entrance of the hotel and headed straight to a twenty-four-hour nightclub.

"Stop spouting your glib nonsense with me. Qiqi has been away from home for a year, do you think I wouldn't know?" Xiao Cheng glared at Chi Tian.

"Rest assured!" Provoking one silver flood dragon was already enough; she had no desire to deal with two enemies in a single day.

Accustomed to finishing meals in five minutes and quickly returning to their workstations—sometimes even taking off their white coats and not yet stepping out of the office before another emergency struck—doctors had rotation shifts, and resident physicians had schedules. But interns like them were on call twenty-four hours a day as long as they were in the hospital, and going without food was a frequent occurrence.

"Open the Myriad Sword Box yourself; however many flying swords fly out will depend entirely on their own will," the gourd said and stopped speaking.

This was the last remaining Pear Blossom White wine she had left, and furthermore, these jars of Pear Blossom White had been stored for a long time, yielding a rich and mellow flavor.

The black bear sensed the guard dogs' alertness, but it remained unconcerned, feeling that their vigilance was simply a lack of confidence in their own strength. If they possessed its strength, they would act just as recklessly as it did.

That thing outside was trembling with rage. Just as it was about to force its way through, a harsh blaring of a car horn suddenly sounded. It jumped in fright, and then, trembling all over, both man and vehicle suddenly vanished without a trace.

With that, Captain Qi directly pulled out a rubber baton, clearly intending to beat Xiao Tian with it.

Beneath the thunder and rain, I watched the car drive away from the village and disappear from sight. Gripped by panic, hatred, and frustration, I failed to catch my breath as darkness clouded my vision, collapsed into the muddy ground, and lost consciousness.

Chen Chongshan nodded, watching the two vehicles and three dogs vanish into the billowing dust along this loess dirt road.

As for the Divine Gu Sect, they could not muster the slightest thought of resistance. According to their previous mindset, if the other party came demanding people, they undoubtedly would have handed over Yang Simin and Yang Xiaofeng at the very first moment for the sake of the entire Yang family.

Afterward, Chen Fang and Mu Jing bid farewell to Chen Mengning. Chen Fang let Mu Jing enter the restaurant first while he made a call to Xu Shu outside.

Last time in Haidong, he had been severely injured by Xu Chen and Xiao Tian'en with the aid of a formation array. Having finally recovered from his injuries and setting out to take revenge on Xu Chen, he was suddenly ambushed once again, which delayed him entirely.

Hearing this name, those present nodded successively. White Beard was also a formidable and renowned mage, but he had lived in seclusion in the deep mountains for many years and rarely showed his face. This person had participated in the War of Resistance, and could accurately calculate the locations of enemy command posts and even the enemy commander-in-chief, allowing artillery fire to obliterate them in a single strike, though rumors had it that he had already passed away.

When the golden light struck the black saber, it immediately emitted a dragon roar. I felt a powerful force strike me, and my body flew backward directly. My chest was injured by the shock, and I spat out a mouthful of blood.

Huotong and Long Yuji, who originally wanted to keep a low profile and while away their time, were pushed into the public eye under completely unforeseeable circumstances, leaving the two of them with only helpless, bitter smiles.

Seeing that the Netherworld Sword had effortlessly slain the lightning python-dragon just by being drawn, without even unleashing a fierce attack, Lu Ming smiled with satisfaction and directly put the Netherworld Sword away.

Therefore, under no circumstances could he afford to fall out with Li Si right now. Zhao Gao had no choice but to bite the bullet and coax Huai for a long time before Huai's anger subsided and he stopped mentioning the dismissal of Li Si.

Sure enough, as soon as Hongjun spoke, everyone immediately stopped arguing. Before even half a cup of tea's time had passed, Hongjun spoke again, "My only method is to rely on the Purple-Gold Sword, and I hope it can assist the Daoist." Just as Hongjun's words fell, the Purple-Gold Sword emerged.

Nearby, seeing Sen fall into a predicament, Mo Tian's expression changed drastically. The Mo family only had a few top-tier experts in the Magic Martial Continent. Now that Mo Fei's right arm was destroyed and his strength greatly reduced, if Sen were to perish here as well, the century-old foundation of the Mo family would likely be ruined overnight.