Chapter 1947: Eight Steps of Great Purity Flying Sword

The Great Sun Sword Disciple left, moving with great speed.

Although he walked with composure and calmness, there was a sense of disarray, giving people the illusion of fleeing after a defeat.

The Fusang Saintess lay within the Fusang Divine Tree, humming a song softly; the sadness and disappointment that flashed across her face and was carefully hidden seemed like an illusion.

It was clear that her mood was very good.

"Congratulations,"

"It seems that in his heart, you are not without a trace"

Both of them understood in their hearts that the fish meatballs Li Zhi sold were not worth money; what was valuable was the technique the wealthy family used to make fish meatballs.

The management of the Hanluoke Empire's territories, bringing back large numbers of captured soldiers, establishing stable logistical supply channels, training and rectifying existing legions, auditing and arranging the surrendered troops, repairing and allocating countless suits of armor, preparing sufficient military provisions, ensuring the safe wintering of fierce beast mounts, and so on.

In the past, Yan Chengfeng could still provide some protection for Li Tianyi, but now, with the news spreading that Yan Chengfeng was about to be transferred, very few people in the town government were willing to take orders from Yan Chengfeng; now he was almost a commander without an army.

He observed Xiao Hu more carefully again, until he saw the stone axe Xiao Hu was carrying; his pupils contracted, and his heart couldn't help but twitch.

"It is not that great; I am simply fulfilling my duty as our school's doctor, though my working methods are somewhat unique," Xu Jiaoning said with a smile, yet she gave people the feeling of Buddha's light shining everywhere, holy and compassionate.

Li Tianyi took the materials, glanced through them briefly, then pushed them back, saying indifferently, "Take them back; I already have these materials."

However, regarding the last sentence spoken by Li Ran, after exchanging a glance, they all turned their gaze toward King Fudunmar, who appeared somewhat hesitant to speak.

At this moment, Mu Guofu could feel that a few more feelings of loss had entered his heart, yet there was no regret. He stomped the accelerator wildly, driving toward the target.

Just after provoking the two great Jianghu powers, the Blood Moon Gang and the Taibai Sword Sect, he had immediately offended his direct superior; in this way, he had offended people in both the officialdom and the Wu Lin.

In the end, the other seven challengers each paid the so-called fine at an average standard of twelve hundred, their hearts bleeding as they left one by one like they were fleeing, fearing Li Mu would cause some more trouble.

Before the shadow's words had finished, he extended his left hand like an eagle's claw and directly grabbed a monk; in the flash of lightning, the claw pierced the bone, blood splashed three feet high, and the ground was blurred with blood and minced flesh.

"Notify the Zhaohe Gang on standby immediately to arrive at the city wall and help defend the city!" Young Master Zhang ordered in a low voice.

"Yinglong! You and I will combine our cultivation to break this ice membrane! Yu Ru, the instant the ice membrane shatters, force Xuande's soul into his body." After Xuan Qing finished speaking, he began to cultivate. Yinglong slowly pushed his palm from the opposite side. Yu Ru stood at Xuande's head position. In her palm, she held Xuande's soul.

The points of Treadmill and Big Mouth are definitely places where he cannot be allowed to develop; however, how to catch him and how to prevent the excavator from counter-ganking is a very critical matter.

The Green Fox God was surrounded by green divine radiance, like a halo, layer upon layer, the divine radiance spreading outward; she simply raised her delicate jade palm and directly pressed it out.

Hearing Chen Cangqiu's question by his ear, Zheng Cheng sighed in his heart and had already abandoned the thought of taking Chen Ziang as a disciple.

Unfortunately, there was not a single clue regarding the places Dong'er might go. He simply buried his head and searched one by one. On careful thought, since the practical exam, he had hardly rested properly, yet he had hardly felt any fatigue.

Yan Ying looked at her displeased; her self-satisfied expression made him start to boil with anger from his blood vessels.

"Breaking the cauldrons and sinking the boats"? Facing the matter of Madela being poisoned, and looking at this object in his own hand, Si Feng truly wanted to take a block of tofu and smash himself to death.