Chapter 1994: Supreme Great Sun Sword Fairy

Fusang Holy Land.

"Pfft!"

In an instant, the Fusang Saintess spat a mouthful of blood, her beautiful face suddenly turning extremely ashen, her hair withered and gray-white.

Even more terrifying, her life force flowed away at a horrifying speed, like a dam breaking on the Dahe River, unstoppable no matter what, rushing swiftly toward death.

All of this, the Saintess of this era watched silently.

She was letting things harm themselves.

This is the Dao of the Fusang Saintess.

He wore the uniform of the Great General Bai Gui Zi, standing silently here gazing into the distance; though not angry, he radiated supreme majesty, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

However, since the opponent hadn't noticed, he could first play along with a scene. Ye Han slightly recovered some strength, forced himself to stand up, acted very respectful toward Xiao Yang, and looked at the army of Evil Weapons before him with a fierce, demonic expression.

"Two generals stationed in Siyi have worked hard; this time, our Lord also sent Jia to greet each general and the soldiers of the three armies." Zhang Liao and Zhang He greeted with military salutes; Guo Jia returned the salute and spoke with a smile. The Xianzhen Army guards the strategic Hangu Pass, so Gao Shu cannot easily leave.

Huang Xuanling's words fell, and he punched heavily into Wang Dadao's chest. Wang Dadao's burly body, like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily from the arena. While still in mid-air, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from his mouth, staining the ground below the arena red.

Night had already grown very deep; there was no moonlight, only sparse stars. The cold wind whistled, spreading an unspeakable desolation and melancholy in this silent night.

If it weren't for the fact that behind Tingyu Lou stood an NPC boss that even his Fanxing faction could not afford to offend for the time being, he would have wanted to act immediately and kill Chen Feng just now.

It seemed his movements only completed most of the way; each movement, at the very last moment, would stop in time, forcibly pulling back the force that was about to burst forth.

Liu Yu had also guessed by now that "Viper Ritual Priest" Anna, rushing so urgently to the Royal City, must be out of concern for the safety of the "Child of the Underground Palace," fearing he might also suffer harm from enemies. Thus, she thought again of the magic wand that flew through the window the day before and that bloody severed hand.

In the end, treat a dead horse as a living one; at worst, it's just a waste. Besides, keeping it is useless anyway.

In this way, many things that Zhang Zixuan thought one could endure by gritting one's teeth became relatively difficult for Zhang Ziqi.

The binding strength, following the great-grandfather's orders, required much thought; it was tied neither too tight nor too loose, neither painful nor itchy, imperceptibly. The intent was to tighten the magic rope at any moment to punish stubbornness.

"No! Dad, I tell you, my children, I will definitely make sure they all come into this world healthy and sound." She looked at him, speaking word by word, syllable by syllable.

Relying on these spirit trees to form arrays and barriers, without the permission of the master of this place, one cannot enter.

Li Shang instantly raised his right hand, surrounded by Yin-Yang light; with a claw of five fingers, he firmly and steadily caught it, preventing the great blade from advancing even a fraction.

Among them, now that the Great Qin has unified the world, it is unreserved in cultivation methods; cultivation arts bloom like a hundred flowers across the land, with every kind of cultivation method present. However, if speaking of the most successful and the lowest threshold cultivation method, it is the Confucian Dao.

Two jailers saw Shen Yunxiao open his mouth and began to disbelieve their own ears and eyes. After exchanging glances twice, two pairs of astonished gazes fell upon the scholar with a friendly face.

If not for having grasped this news, Ye Jinyan would absolutely not have rashly come to find young Rong. Since the two of them had a betrothal, they could use this opportunity to eliminate them all at once.

And with every step Nuoyu's Primordial Spirit advanced, the resistance encountered increased ten thousandfold; while his figure grew slower and slower, the blood threads at the corner of the mouth of the physical body left behind became even thicker.

Its speed was exactly double that of Feng Tian; Feng Tian could only respond to ten thousand changes with unchangingness, while simultaneously keeping watch in all directions, making preparations to flee at the first opportunity.