Chapter 43: I Am the Spokesperson for Boss Lu

With a swift movement, Li Tianyou departed from his spot. Ignoring Huang Yushan’s shouting, he headed straight toward the place where Canxing had just been fighting.

The two sides exchanged blows back and forth. After a few rounds, the situation became clear: although Tu Tian’s giant stone form possessed terrifying offensive power, his speed was inferior to Ding Huo’s. Ding Huo, empowered by black fire, was faster, yet the black water was unable to melt Tu Tian’s stone shell in the short term.

"However, Miss Wuming is being protected in secret by three highly skilled martial artists," the man said calmly.

Ever since his sea of consciousness had evolved into a star domain, Tang Xiao had become increasingly adept at manipulating his soul.

"Remember, I and the Holy Son... I love you, Lan Youming." The beautiful face of Lan Youming of the Water Clan suddenly began to fade, and tears of reluctance streamed from her blue and white eyes.

He should not have been allowed to mess around there, daring and reckless, poking every hornet's nest he could find. He had been lucky to win this time, but the next time would likely not be so easy. In a situation where the enemy was strong and they were weak, tactical maneuvers were necessary, but Li Ziyuan’s actions this time were simply too risky.

However, it was clearly not a good time now; Demigod Fang Teng cast a sidelong glance at Elder Grey Leaf, though the energy in his hands had already dissipated.

After more than twenty years of chaotic warfare and consolidation, the mysterious factions of the Eastern Land—organizations such as the National Security Bureau, the Green Party, and the Alliance—had officially transitioned from the era of chaos into the current era of agencies.

As Jiang Han moved, Li Ningwei opened her eyes as well. Instantly, both of their gazes were fixed upon the massive wolf carcass.

The leader had hair like snow and a youthful face, exuding a powerful aura that marked him as someone who had long held a high position.

Just then, a bloody radiance suddenly flew out from the jade pendant on Chen Xiao’s chest, forming the figure of a young man in red robes—it was the Spirit Demon.

Jiang邪 was actually quite grateful; back on Earth, in order to perform stunts of various difficulties, he had learned many skills just to make a living.

"Thump!" A regular circular opening appeared at the intersection on the chessboard, representing a piece.

Although he did not understand many things, Locke grasped a few key pieces of information.

Of course, difficulties were difficulties, but Jiang Xie did not take them to heart, for he had an even more powerful trump card in reserve, and he was certain that he would be the final victor.

As Amon turned around, a One-Tailed Zero suddenly leaped from the ground toward him. Amon struck hard with his fist into the creature's belly, knocking it back.

Yet, before they could even get close, Yue Ling sensed them. It was not because they were poorly hidden, but because their aura was far too sensitive to her; she had detected them the moment they approached.

In an instant, waves of energy surged upward from beneath the Altar of Wishes. Amidst violent tremors, the four statues began to glow. The dragon-shaped statue, which was the best preserved, emitted a cyan light, and the scales across its entire body shimmered with a faint green radiance.

The pickup truck stopped less than a meter in front of Lin Feng. Having long since reached his limit, Lin Feng collapsed to the ground, his eyes fixed on the driver’s cabin, where he saw a man with an Eastern face just like his own.

Because the Law of Time controlled the reversal of time, it could, in that single instant, bring someone from the past into the present.

The other crew members were infected by Li Fugui’s relaxed mood, and they all beamed with joy.

He spun in the air, light as a swallow, and with a nimble flip, landed beside a thick boxwood tree. He raised his right palm and, with fierce force, struck the trunk.

Regardless of how Yamazaki Shizuko was plotting to make Lin Feng help her again, Lin Feng had already returned to the safe house arranged by Liu Mang. After locking himself in his room, he began to refine the spiritual energy within his body.

When the sound of arrows piercing flesh arrived, the deputy captain of the imperial guard felt no pain; his mind was filled only with terror. The nearby formation had already been caught by the Ming army, and he knew that Abatai was within the ranks.

Along the way, the two brothers kept asking about the sacrificial ceremony, and Michelle told them without reservation.

If it had truly come early, without Mr. Lu, he feared he would have been shot dead by Ye Zuliang.

That was too exaggerated; I am only half a head shorter than you, yet you measure your hand against your chest—this is bullying! Though the fairy maiden was indeed quite "well-endowed."

After selling those miscellaneous items, Qin Yuan calculated that he had over three thousand six hundred spirit jades.

After three glasses of red wine, he exerted a slight pressure with his palm, shattering the glass completely and scattering it on the floor. Today’s matters had to have a conclusion.

The old man now had his path blocked by bones behind him, my heavy sword threatening his life in front, and his sides sealed by the Wind Spirit Talismans I had cast. The lethal formation was upon him in an instant.

"...I understand." Huolin felt aggrieved. He knew he was no match for him, and meeting his brother even once was incredibly difficult. His own family could not contend with him at all; as he was now, he could not fight him.

The thug finally realized the horror of the situation. When he attacked Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan could withstand it, but when Wang Yuan struck back, he could not bear it at all.

The crowd all around them also seized this moment to unleash countless attacks, charging directly toward Gu Chen.