Volume 1 Chapter 23 Double Critical Hit

With that, he spurred his horse, which let out a long neigh, blinked its eyes, and galloped off toward Yongzhou with flying hooves.

"To the roof!" the captain of the guards decided decisively. The flying car began to race up the spiral ramp of the military parking tunnel toward the rooftop.

Inside the Hall of Heavenly Demons, after Wang Hao and Chen Xuanbei had exchanged some words, he finally departed that afternoon.

The spikes appeared incredibly hard, yet they were as flexible as spirit snakes, exerting a tremendous sense of pressure.

Wei Qilang’s voice was somewhat hoarse, yet it carried an indescribable authority that bore down upon Dong Ru with overwhelming force.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he unleashed it instantly, the violent sword aura vibrating as it surged directly toward Fang Ming’s back.

Hui Ming also wore a look of frustration and couldn't help but glance at Chen Ce. In truth, today's battle was entirely orchestrated by Chen Ce, and Hui Ming had only been acting on Chen Ce’s private instructions when he repeatedly provoked Ding Li.

After finishing this, the skull suddenly opened its fangs, and a green dragon shadow, wreathed in green flames, charged toward Wang Hao.

Hua Moxu’s unrestrained gaze made Ye Fei long to kill him on the spot, were it not for her fear of delaying Leng Yi’s plans.

"Train the body by starting with the hands, fighting requires the feet, taking a life requires the elbows, keep the shoulders steady and the base guarded, train the head to follow the heart." These are the basics of unarmed combat, and they must be practiced. He continued reading, but there was nothing more.

At night, Su Yi tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The words spoken by the head matron during the day weighed heavily on her mind, leaving her with a complex mix of emotions.

Even the well-traveled Cohen could not fathom Xiang Ye’s method of killing, but he clearly realized this was the power of the Eastern Night Clan—a terrifying, blood-inherited ability that defied the common logic of the world.

This was a naked transaction—trading the future leadership of the Hong Kong financial sector for HSBC’s support of Standard Chartered Hong Kong.

Zhong Qing could not help but shudder. Had he discovered she was wearing a disguise? Damn it, why did he have to stand so close?

***

Yanyu froze, suddenly recalling the night of her wedding when she had left a row of teeth marks on his shoulder, and her face flushed with a crimson glow.

Although Luo Yuwei’s voice was graceful and pleasant, to Yang Wei, it sounded like a bolt from the blue.

Liu Mang was left dumbstruck. With a mere wave of the opponent’s hand, the weapon he had been holding was snatched away. Was this sorcery?

Shen Wuqing looked at Shen Wutian with surprise, not expecting her eldest brother to be so open-minded this time. It made her wonder if he had ulterior motives.

To be honest, this was the first time Xia Haoran had viewed the entirety of the Earth so directly. Seeing satellite images on television was an entirely different experience from seeing it with one's own eyes.

In the Yang family, ever since the old master passed away, Yang Shengli, as one of the pillars of the current generation, was naturally the core figure who could not be refused.

The opponent quickly withdrew the Emboar that had replaced the Darmanitan, but Qiuyue also swapped out her Pokémon, bringing in a Serperior as the successor.

"Although I am a Coordinator, I have no physical advantage, and I want to part ways with my former life. Somewhere in my heart, I had this naive thought that 'if I change my surroundings, I will change myself,' and it hasn't been denied yet."

Suddenly, Qin Feng swatted away a basketball that was flying toward them. If he had been even a second slower, Qin Mengke would likely have had a large bump on her head by now.

Autumn had begun to set in, and the breeze carried a hint of desolation. The Azure Luan trees began to shed their leaves, yet the sun remained scorching. Yang Wang looked up at the Azure Wood Cliff, where the sun hung at the edge, its glaring light stinging his eyes.

"Follow that car," a young man with brown hair shouted to the driver from inside a black SUV.

Wang Zhenyu’s instructions to He Jian were simple: keep a close watch on everything in Fujian and Zhejiang, and ensure no accidents occur, especially concerning the Japanese.

When Yang Wang pulled Beigong Xiyue back into the cave, Nangong Cheng, Li Qingling, and Situ Qing were staring straight at him. Even if he were thick-skinned, he would have felt incredibly awkward at that moment.

Nie Zhenbang had a purpose for choosing this location. It wasn't exactly to cater to Boss Qiao’s psychology, but generally speaking, Boss Qiao wanted to see true backwardness and poverty. Therefore, Nie Zhenbang took this opportunity to put forward Tianxingqiao Village. Since he wanted to see it, he chose the most shocking example possible.

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They were wiped out, including two powerhouses from the Alien race and one from the Holy Spirit race.

Laughter and frantic words erupted from Lu Qingfeng’s mouth, echoing in the hazy space, causing the surrounding mist to churn incessantly.

Fang Zhong turned back and took the urn from the pack carried on the back of the ferocious beast, handing it to the Young Hall Master, Ying Kui, with both hands. Ying Kui and the other disciples of the Haotang Hall knelt one after another, and led by Ying Kui, they performed three kowtows to the urn of Hall Master Cang before reaching out to receive it.

Although the two trees were tall, they had not grown into towering giants. These ordinary peach trees had become the second wooden gate of the Cihang Jingzhai.

For instance, Chen Gong repeatedly tried to change Lu Bu’s decisions—what kind of "selfless devotion" was that? Does such selfless devotion exist in this world?

"Although I am an old man, my eyes are still sharp; it is impossible for me to be mistaken," Long Lingzi said with great certainty.

"Get back here!" the middle-aged man with the handlebar mustache barked, flicking his sleeve before turning and returning to the inner room.

In other words, unless the Cauldron of Creation could accumulate countless eons of tribulation power to reopen the chaotic world of creation, the entire primordial world would be left with only two living beings: the Ancestral Spirit of Hengyuan and the Demon Spirit of Yuan-devouring.

They all knew, to varying degrees, that the Eternal God Tree mentioned by the Pure Yang Supreme was actually the Eternal Tree Ancestral Spirit currently in the Eternal Primordial Cave. As for the other, the Eternal Immortal Vine, they had never heard of it.

Chai Yi sat back down with a cold face. Chuan Baina finally breathed a sigh of relief, diligently walking over to Zhou Weiji and personally distributing the pork jerky to the Marshal, Ge Yan, and Li Jingang sitting there, before finally offering four or five pieces to Chai Yi.