28 Arrogant and Unrestrained

Xia Shiyue merely glanced at Jiu Xiao Jin before lowering her head, appearing to rummage through the sash at her waist for something.

Coincidentally, just as Dai Jiushuang asked this, Xia Shiyue returned from outside, carrying a tray neatly arranged with supplies for changing dressings and applying medicine.

A thunderous crash erupted from behind, shaking the ground. Xu An did not slow his pace, but looking back, he saw that the trunk of the massive tree—thick as a grown man’s waist—had been effortlessly snapped by the Purple Shadow Leopard’s jaws.

Sheng Zeyu spoke with a sense of anxiety and urgency; in truth, he was more frantic than anyone else upon learning of the situation.

She never imagined she would be so unlucky as to run into Guo Qin at this moment.

Night fell, and the streets outside the Qin residence were bustling with heavy traffic. Carriage after carriage lined up before the gates to discharge the distinguished guests within.

In the shadows, Wang Mu shook his head. He had long known that ordinary methods of recruitment would likely be ineffective on the Monkey.

Her once tender, fair face took on a different expression as she slowly realized that some things were truly not as simple as she had imagined.

Internet romance, sleeping together three thousand times: "Husband, I'm just a student with no money; I can only tip you a lollipop."

He had heard of it; Murong Fu had long since warned them of the horrors of the Heavenly Demon Legion. They were the talons of the Demon Emperor, capable of carrying reports directly to the heavens—a nuisance far worse than offending the magistrate of Heiyao County.

Both were "Shadows," and both were the "Third Generation." That the dignified Third Mizukage should meet such a tragic end was enough to fill Sarutobi Hiruzen with sorrow.

He spoke with humor, and a rare smile appeared on Ming Jian’s stiff face as he nodded in his direction.

At the start of the battle, Riyue used three long-range attacks to temporarily suppress the Three-Tails Isobu. Under the fluid, continuous assault, the Three-Tails was unable to lift its head.

A flurry of chaotic footsteps drew near. Long Li’s face turned ashen; who would dare to barge into the Imperial Envoy’s residence?

After surfacing, the Three-Tails lay still upon the sea with its grayish-white belly facing upward, looking for all the world like a dead turtle.

Gracia was originally the weakest in terms of attack power among the five lords, but she wore a set personally crafted by Artis called "Artis’s Longing." The final attribute of the set was a powerful ultimate move.

The first and simplest task was completed: isolating the corrosion of the Black Erosion Mist on humans. At the same time, during his research, Chang Ming discovered why the Divine Realm insisted on obtaining materials from the Firmament Continent.

While he was busy, the Heavenly Coalition launched a counterattack, assaulting Radiant Mountain, while the Evil Coalition held the position firmly with the aid of the Unclean River.

Even a thief, when using a bow for long-range strikes, would not be as blatant as Jiang Yang.

The five legendary powerhouses brought by the late Baron Bogone were one thing, but the non-legendary natives collapsed under the overwhelming divine pressure, trembling and blank-minded.

Even Sun Wukong, facing so many demons, would likely have to create clones to hold them off; whether he could overcome them was hard to say.

"The Emperor has traveled a long distance; I have ordered the servants to prepare a few dances to ease His Majesty's fatigue. I wonder what the Emperor thinks?" Princess Pingyang asked.

Ning Wuxuan gazed at Feng Lin, who remained completely unchanged. She had assumed that after receiving her inheritance, she would be able to utterly crush him.

The old man opened his eyes, surveyed his surroundings, and then looked at Wang Hao, rubbing his eyes as if unable to believe what he saw.

In truth, the leader of the giant bats on the sixth floor of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda did not care whether the corrupted gambler leader was his true self or his inner demon, because for her, whether it was him or his inner demon, she would eventually have to finish him off.

Niu Dandan truly could not believe it; a year ago, he had even helped the Swordsman solve the trouble of the Demon Wind.

The Evil Doctor’s style of conduct was extremely overbearing, yet he had been reluctant to make a move today, surely out of fear of his own strength.

Upon hearing what the Swordsman said, Yin Wenjiao first set aside the watering can she was using for the flowers, then stepped closer to the Swordsman and wiped the sweat from her brow before looking at him.

After he finished speaking, he looked at the scarred tiger in the distance. Indeed, the Purple Rakshasas were just as he had suspected.

"No, this is too precious, I cannot accept it." Wang Jing refused in a panic, her words stumbling.

If the Solitary Shadow Sword Emperor were here, the entire Su family would have to kneel. Since Yang Xiao could kill even a Martial Emperor of the Solitary Shadow Sword Emperor's caliber, why would he fear this mere Su family?

The bullet missed, but the round, rotting head of the dead creature, thick with a foul stench, rolled several meters along the ground.

Hearing the knocking at the door, the two looked over and immediately saw Ye Xuan walking into the office.

Lin Chong signaled for the cavalry to retreat and beckoned for the crossbowmen to move forward. They unleashed a volley of overlapping fire; though there were only five hundred crossbows, their power and penetration were great, and the enemy fell one after another.

The tense atmosphere suddenly turned upside down; the murderous intent vanished, replaced by profound astonishment and disbelief.

Old Huang’s breath hitched. The scene of Xiao Feng intimidating the crowd had not yet faded, and now, the way Xiao Feng slaughtered the dead creatures felt even more shocking than before.

Hilde squinted, examining Ning Fan before him; he was entirely golden, as if plated in gold.

Because Zong Lin had offered no defense and made no attack, he simply collided with the sword energy like a moth to a flame, only to be shredded into fragments by the force.