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Lin Fei returned to the bus, where all the passengers sat in terror, not daring to even breathe, as if they were staring at a monster capable of killing them at any moment.
It was only last year that a pair of twins was born, which explains why the Holy King Mu Yun doted on his two great-grandchildren so dearly.
Meanwhile, in the distant Holy City of Jiuli, the grand "Sword Evaluation Conference" was finally underway.
After a while, Ye Lei plastered the animal skins given by Zhi Yi onto the walls of the cave, simultaneously activating concealment and defensive arrays to protect the entire cavern.
"Heh, this is the weapon I've been looking for! If I'd gotten this sooner, would my mission have been such a struggle?" Yang Zihan said, brandishing her claw blades.
Watching Yang Qing'er, Ye Rou, and the others charge forward, the withered old man looked on with sinister eyes and murderous intent, turning to strike them down with a single palm.
Facing Ye Wushuang's domineering presence, Tang Yunxuan’s resistance was suppressed in an instant, and her cries of "I will kill you" gradually faded away.
One had to realize that even a Platinum-ranked powerhouse could not withstand Lin Fei’s combination with the Thousand Thunder Shock secret technique, yet the big fat man not only resisted it but was able to rebound the force.
Zhang Ye dodged the onslaught of sword wind while asking Ddraig, who resided in his left hand.
He rattled off a long list of furniture in one breath, the sheer number of items making it sound as if he were deliberately trying to loot the place.
At the Green Bamboo Sect, all the students and instructors remained gathered in the training grounds, gazing up at the sky, hoping to catch even a glimpse of Liu Wei’s shadow, but in the end, nothing could be seen.
It was clear that this Admiral’s level of Devil Fruit development was top-tier; it would not be easy for Mino to strike his true body during battle.
Zhao Ji was a master of poetry; if he noticed even the slightest alteration, there would be trouble.
It seemed that within the upper echelons of the Navy, there were those like Sengoku and Akainu who followed the government’s arrangements, the more rebellious Aokiji and Garp who disobeyed orders, and the neutral faction consisting of Kizaru, Zephyr, and Vice Admiral Tsuru.

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Struck by four times the damage, the Pumpkin Spirit was clearly suffering; the excruciating pain in its chest made it want to pass out right then and there.
The surrounding walls had been baked into soft mud and brittle crackers by the Black Sun, a terrain that could no longer stop the dead servants from circling around to launch attacks from behind.
Before the words had even faded, Rou Rou saw the food and wine being served, her eyes lighting up as she immediately picked up her chopsticks, ready to dig in.
Only field agents with a sufficiently high bloodline grade could pilot specialized submersibles to approach the White King’s embryo.
However, trapped within the high-level spiritual world of Takamagahara and shrouded by the Nibelungen, even existence-levels as high as the newborn Emperor Yan Xun or Angers would fall into illusion and confusion, let alone relying on Kaguya Hime’s signal assistance.
The town built at the foot of the mountain had scenery and architecture quite different from Wood-Pole Town, possessing a unique charm.
The simple-minded Tie Niu could not tell that these people were teasing him and earnestly showed the leopard demon to others.
She immediately took out her phone and was startled to see dozens of missed calls, mostly from Lin Wanru, interspersed with calls from Lin Qitai and the Elder Lin.
Although the rumors outside were intense, Meng Yan had visited this place only a handful of times over the years.
But in the current situation, it was clearly not the time to joke about such things. The sachet was thrown far away by Bai Yuan, bouncing twice when it hit the ground.
Knowing this much was enough. I guess the Imperial Brother’s unhappiness might be due to being summoned back by the Emperor; after all, serving as a general on the battlefield was something he had always wanted to do.
Liang Feng listened to the honking behind him and moved to the side silently, but the honking did not stop; instead, it became even more clamorous.
Breaking a few bones was like a daily routine for thugs who spent their lives fighting; their lives were never truly threatened.
In other words, while those actions appeared to be controlled by Yuan Lingwei, they were actually controlled by Yuan Lingwei under the influence of Kun.

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"Ghost" nodded blankly, feeling a bit embarrassed and wanting to pull his hand away from Qin Yue’s grip, only to find that the girl had surprisingly strong strength and he could not break free.
Yet, the two of them quickly chased after each other again as if their lives depended on it. Neither wanted to lose the initiative in the battle.
"That’s a long way off. Although the south of the Flame Dragon Domain belongs to the Yi family, Great Yi City is in the southernmost part, and it would be useless for you to go there," Old Master Xu said.
The current situation was that Ping Zhen was trapped on Tianzhou Island, and the Council of Elders there wanted to capture him, but he was too strong. The Council had no way to deal with him for the moment, yet they did not want to let him leave easily after injuring their people.
"That’s right, did the Six Paths Dharma King not promise to make you a Zero-Rank Enforcer once you succeeded? Even if not, your closest loved ones are currently all at the residence of the Three-Transformations-Nineteen Dharma Kings. Even if they aren't members of the Tower, they are still children of our Exquisite Tower!" the Ming Dharma King nodded.
This mountain road stretched for over twenty kilometers with more than a dozen curves and as many undulations. Due to the dangerous road conditions, it attracted many car enthusiasts who came to compete.
Ye Fan held Zixia, her red dress flowing like an unfinished romance, fluttering in the wind against Ye Fan’s cheek.
"Not yet, perhaps he hired an agent to attend today's auction," Wu Cheng whispered.
The figure in white reached out and snatched the long sword from Mo Ling’s motionless body, then pointed it at her heart and thrust it in, inch by inch.
He took a few more bites and finally tasted something different. He knew who had made the steamed buns and guessed what had happened outside the courtyard.
The Demon quickly shifted the topic to world-traveling, noting that one must have noticed their power was much higher in the traveled worlds—at least higher than in the original world. To bring more of that strength back to reality, one needed to cultivate more causality in those worlds.
Shen Zehua finally released the doctor, covered the body with the white sheet, and clenched his fists, saying nothing more. No one knew what he was thinking at that moment.