Chapter 134: A Waste of Breath

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Without waiting for any reaction from the young woman, Xue Ming pounced on her and pinned her down on the bed. After fantasizing about such a voluptuous figure for so long and now being able to savor her scent up close, gazing at the curves of her body before him, Xue Ming had been holding back for quite some time.

“The Shadow Organization never reveals itself; their movements are shrouded in mystery, and they always operate without showing their faces or leaving traces. So why have they appeared this time? It seems someone is manipulating things behind the scenes,” the elder said, frowning.

Her words surprised Ye Luo; it turned out that the Hongmen had gone through such a twisted developmental process.

Yang Qingtian and the other Martial Emperor elites, along with the people of Yufeng City, seemed petrified, their faces and eyes full of terror.

After hearing Canglong’s words, Youlong looked curiously at the unconscious Shentian. The more Youlong observed, the more astonished he became, discovering that despite his own late-stage Dao Ru realm, he looked down on Shentian’s foundation, which shocked him greatly.

“This is absurd! A sword is meant to be used. How can one worry about damaging it? Or do you think my sword would lose to his?” Daili shouted sternly.

A soft laugh sounded nearby. With that laugh came a pair of feet appearing within Feng Nanxian’s lowered eyelids. How was there another man in the room?

By all rights, as a Ghost King, Murong Xuehan should have loved this kind of dark, sinister aura, yet even she found it somewhat overwhelming.

The battle among the martial god elites erupted fiercely. Juechen fought three opponents alone, engaging in intense combat. The violent clashes produced thunderous roars, and destructive power spread mercilessly, ravaging the space itself.

Although the Martial Way Army had split from the Martial Arts National Academy, they shared the same master. Realizing this, everyone couldn’t help but break out in cold sweats and held Han Zhuo in utmost admiration.

Could it be that you yourself have done something you’re unaware of? Velu truly did not wish to expose her.

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The bronze ring broadsword, which usually sliced through iron like mud, was utterly helpless against the strangely fashioned wooden sword. The one-eyed, eagle-nosed man, enraged and humiliated, suddenly exerted force with his wrist, parrying the jet-black wooden sword. With his free hand transforming from palm to claw, he aimed a grasp at Shentu.

“We will definitely return. There are over three hundred people—if anyone dies, their bodies must be found, right?” Cheng Zijin said. The world wouldn’t just let a plane vanish into thin air. Even in a crash, the black box must be retrieved.

Indeed, that big tiger was a tigress. Tuolei wiped sweat and not only rode on its back but also held its neck. What was he trying to do?

There was no huge impact as expected when the true energy collided, nor any resounding boom afterward. Even the scattered shards of true energy were absent.

Suddenly, Yang Feng shouted coldly, and a fiery red long sword appeared as if by magic in his hand, molten lava flowing along its blade.

Black and white. One at the bow, one at the stern of a ship. Between them seemed to lie thousands of mountains and rivers, yet for some reason, they had to remain connected.

Wang Linhua and the others were ready with a Yutong coach. They loaded their luggage onto the bus, dispersed, finished breakfast, and departed precisely at nine.

Jin Yongming held the wandering Taoist in high esteem. Unfortunately, after the war ended, he searched for many years but never found him.

He placed his hand on the stone table, eyes fixed straight on Third Master. As he spoke, a gust of wind suddenly swept through. “Third Master, you have reason to say that, but it’s hard to explain.”

“43~!” I am no god. Dragging the remaining eighty-plus drops of vital energy, I unleashed a whirlwind of the Purple Gold Leopard King’s Leopard Strike skill, then spun and kicked back. The leopard king slid back several steps before stopping abruptly. Sword Wolf Slash charged forward, delivering a gratifying damage number.

Wang Hou, having his vital point seized, was utterly powerless, unable to resist. The wind whistled past his ears as the sect leader dragged him beyond the city walls, weaving through the forest. When encountering waist-high stones, they detoured left or right, evidently avoiding traps. It was clear this area was riddled with mechanisms.

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Su Nan rose and approached her. Picking up a watch, he said, “Let me put this on for you.” After speaking, he gently fastened it onto her wrist. The watch’s intelligence adjustment system ensured a perfect fit on every wrist.

Speaking of which, I recalled something else. According to Egyptian historical records, during the reign of Menkaura, son of Khafra, the Fourth Dynasty began to decline. Despite the entire nation’s efforts, they could barely afford the cost of constructing the pyramids.

The door opened, revealing a descending stone staircase. What to do? If they all entered and the door was closed behind them, my hope of sneaking in unnoticed would be dashed.

Although Li Xiaoshang’s heart wavered, her body refused to cooperate. She was already struggling to walk; if anything happened again, Shi Quan would have to carry her out of the forest.

Chu Qi was already quite vexed, and when his wife started quarreling, the pent-up anger inside him erupted like a volcano.

Sure enough, not far from here, several middle-aged people with shiny hair and protruding bellies gathered around Lian Yu, laughing and chatting while occasionally directing their subordinates to hurry their work.

She submerged her entire body in water, as if the heat radiating from within was being driven away. She sighed contentedly, leaning against the barrel’s wall, unwilling to get up.