Chapter 29
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With a thunderous boom, the shell shot forth trailing a dazzling white light, resembling a comet as it let out a shrill roar. Wrapped in a streak of radiance, it thundered toward the neck of the red bone dragon at the very front. Rings of pale-blue ripples spread through the void—the air displaced by the shell.
By the time they caught up, one of them had already spewed flames of blue fire across the sky, instantly burning the Blood Demon clone to ashes. Only then did they realize they had been deceived. More than a dozen enormous shadows wheeled around and sped back in the opposite direction.
Chu Tiandai made no attempt to conceal anything. His voice was deep and steady as he prepared to give a general report on the situation in Crane City, including the fact that the military was competing with them for the people.
When Yun Ruhai and Fu Li each returned with their men to report, the figures high in the sky also began descending one after another.
The void exploded with a thunderclap. Several shock waves burst outward, and the white-robed old man crashed into the center of the plaza. Cracks spread in every direction across the ground as dust billowed into the air.
Gerald was shaken to the core as well. Although he had long known that Li Feng possessed no shortage of treasures, he had never imagined that Li Feng actually commanded as many as thirty thousand high-level magical beast mounts.
Before long, even more people were left stunned, their minds buzzing, because they had finally seen the mysterious powerhouse’s face clearly.
Although this Zhou Changxue was a favored disciple of the Divine Spear Sect, he had been suppressed at every turn within the sect and had lived in frustration for decades, unable to fulfill his ambitions.
“Alas, the Iron Cavalry of the Scarlet Tiger Army is invincible, yet it is destined never to rule the mountains and forests.” Fang Zhong let out a silent sigh, then rose into the air as the Startling Rainbow Sword transformed into a field of sword radiance.
The days slipped by until the beginning of January. The weather was gloomy and oppressive. Over the past two days, no one in Yuxi had been able to settle down. Dreams came frequently, and everyone felt vaguely uneasy.
In the final match especially, the Hengyuan team had once led the Real Madrid Youth Team two goals to one, only to concede twice in the last ten minutes and suffer a three-to-two reversal.
The Wan family required quite a large number of spirit stones every month, so every branch had to go out and take on missions in search of them. Wan Zhongjun exchanged talisman drawings for spirit stones directly, then handed them all over to the family patriarch, who distributed them among the various branches.
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Everyone simply went about their own business in silence, waiting for the warm-up session before heading onto the field.
After the Nine Great Sects lost their supply of spiritual energy, they could still rely on their enormous reserves from the past and continue to hold out. Their overall combat strength would not be affected too greatly. But these ordinary mortals—their troubles were only just beginning.
Yin Feng laughed it off. He could never reveal the secret of body cultivation. It was not that he distrusted Elders Wu and Zhou; the matter simply involved too much. For one thing, he would have no way to explain the origin of the Desolation Art in his sea of consciousness. It could neither be explained clearly nor made comprehensible.
Li Xi looked at his devilishly handsome face and blurted out, “You’re not human. You’re a snake—a snake!”
He was not worried about whether he would live or die. He was worried about the thousand or so people on the mountain, as well as the defenseless civilians below it.
As soon as he landed, a fierce-looking wolfhound bared its teeth and barked furiously at him. The leash around its neck was pulled taut.
Looking at the clothes displayed above, some netizens with discerning eyes could even identify the gemstones and other decorations set into them.
At that thought, I happened to finish my cigarette. I quickly tossed the butt onto the ground, crushed it beneath my foot, and then walked into the room.
He held her tightly in his arms as the two of them moved slowly, dancing a strange dance that looked neither like dancing nor walking.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
Three knocks sounded at the door. Xu Fengchun shuddered and instantly returned to a state of vigilance.
But there was nothing to be done. The law was the law, and morality was morality. They were two different things and had to be distinguished clearly.
Liang Kunjie cried out in pain. His body immediately flew obliquely into the distance before he crashed heavily onto the ground.
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Thus, Leng Yan’s oppressive presence did not make Qiu Qiu feel afraid. Instead, it caused her to relax.
In Xiang Feng’s eyes, his very appearance should have inspired fear. Yet today, the situation had suddenly taken a bizarre turn: he had become the backdrop to someone else’s attempt to court a woman. It was an insult to his Blood-Painted Tyrant Blade and a humiliation to Xiang Feng himself.
Hearing Xiao Xuan say this, many of the young soldiers who were not particularly foolish suddenly felt enlightened.
Yang Zhenxi could sense that Xiao Kai’s hand around the gun was utterly steady. If they truly died here, then with Xiao Kai’s methods, it was likely that they would vanish just as Xiao Luo had, leaving everyone searching for them in vain.
“I have no time. Follow me and you will benefit. Otherwise, die.” Ning Yitian’s brief yet domineering words left Luo Wei speechless.
The shout was powerful and full-bodied, as though the deck itself had trembled twice. The police officers were startled and all stopped in their tracks, turning around curiously to look.
Although the Cui family had sent only a little over a hundred people this time, the head of the Cui family had endured arduous and prolonged negotiations with Country S, and had spent a considerable fortune before securing permission to send troops there.
Zhao Xingnan wandered around the perimeter of those black bolts of lightning. After observing them carefully for a while, he still could not figure out what the coffins were about.
Xu Shengtian’s face was somewhat pale, and he was just about to say something when Zhong Xingyun suddenly sensed that, in the direction where the white radiance had faded, a clean white palm was descending through the hazy glow with force enough to overturn mountains and seas.
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