Chapter 1812: Never Defeated, Not a Human Traitor!

"Human Traitor!"

"A demon spy! Is this how a sword cultivator who carries the legacy of his race acts?"

The Seven Killings Dao Disciple roared in a shrill voice.

In that instant, his heart was filled with terror, rage, and disbelief.

Within an array that had been maintained by the sect for hundreds of thousands of years, it was annihilated by a single sword strike!

This was simply a fairy tale!

At this moment, he even suspected he was having a hallucination, that none of this was real, but merely a spell cast upon him by someone taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention.

As if several gales raced to take the lead, they instantly swirled before her eyes. Five sturdy, muscular youths held gleaming knives, surrounding her completely. Sunlight refracted off the blade edges, turning cold, dazzling Yan Jun's unguarded mind, leaving her brain a blank void.

Because at this time, the strength of most contestants had already become very close, the intensity of the competition was far beyond what the preliminary round could compare to.

Thus, after taking the entire cultivation star into his possession, the total amount of spirit stones Qin Yan owned had already reached over three hundred billion.

Yue Yi obviously had developed a slight fondness for Deren; previously, she had been startled by him in the carriage, but later, seeing he held no ill will toward her, she lowered her guard. Until the moment she saw him turn and run, she gradually realized he was actually a very good partner.

And the location for the next Alchemy Conference is precisely in the Canglin Kingdom; one can imagine what attitude the Canglin Kingdom will adopt toward the people of our Xuan Yu Kingdom.

In Zhou Senior Qian's view, the reason Ji Mo came today was all for Lan Shuangning; he must have come to stop this wedding.

The remaining six demon sword spirits surrounding Qin Yan were as if they had seen a ghost; after screaming their hearts out, they immediately scattered and fled.

Zilong, the last Dark Master of the Xiangyun Continent a thousand years hence, abandoned the glory of the King of Assassins and embarked on a journey of fate.

The language of those two Chudih soldiers was terrible; they hardly spoke on the road. Jin Shunying feared that speaking more would lead to more mistakes, so she preferred not to converse, her mind merely replaying the dangers of that night over and over.

"Hehe, that... Brother Zheng, seeing Sister Zhang Yu cry so bitterly for you today, I thought she was your... how come you still let Gu Qing talk to her alone?" Clearly not wanting to discuss this issue further, Ye Feng changed the subject, which was also a question he himself was very eager to know the answer to right now.

Seeing this, Zhang Kaiyuan was also greatly alarmed. As for that unwilling "no," no one paid it any mind. In an instant, Zhang Kaiyuan collided with Li Guangjian.

"Hehe, what does a proposal count for? If she agrees to my proposal now, she can cancel yours at any time!" That man said.

What can be thought of now is that Shen Yu knew of Xie Ying's intentions early on, and thus set up a trap.

But it was already too late; over 150 special forces members with formidable combat power and peerless skills; plus the fierce firepower of submachine guns. In just a brief moment, all these Kuomintang soldiers were killed, including the officer who kept shouting and trying to fire, who was shot in the head. And they did not fire a single shot.

"I will ask you a few questions; you must answer them truthfully one by one." The Son of the Sun's gaze was very gentle. His tone was unquestionable.

A hand gently removed the flower crown, then used a damp towel to wipe the dust from the tombstone. A gentle breeze blew, causing the long blue hair to flutter, making the owner of the hand quickly press down on her hair.

The value of the materials inside was also over one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones. Seeing this, Xu Bufan also wiped away a cold sweat. Thus, Xu Bufan no longer hesitated and opened the second storage bag. Inside the second storage bag, there were also materials.

"Qingxue, if you have difficulties, why not tell me? What if it delays the big matter? However, fortunately, there is still one last day remaining. Before nightfall, I will transfer all the missing funds into your bank account; this contract will still be executed perfectly." Ye Feng patted his chest and promised.