Chapter 127: Lin Mo of Qingshan Sect, Challenges the Lady to Sword Duel

【The Purple Bamboo Snake has been slain.】

【The Purple Bamboo Snake has been slain.】

【...】

One and a half hours later...

Lin Mo swiftly moved through the forest using the Rising Sun Art, sweeping up all the materials on the ground.

The laborer disciples outside the Purple Bamboo Grove also followed the rules, not daring to enter and scramble for the materials, though their expressions were filled with righteous indignation.

This guy is so strong—why doesn't he go to a higher-level training zone, or

At this moment, the long blade still dripped with gushing blood. Lei Dong showed not a trace of fatigue; in fact, for a battle-obsessed man like Lei Dong, the most exhausting thing was having nothing to do and no fight to fight.

"Go, Thalesons." Fiestein waved her hand, and from her center, a ring of pale blue energy rapidly spread outward, transmitting the blue energy to every Thaleson.

To everyone's stunned gaze, the arrogant Holy Knight was completely swallowed by the Crimson Drill Sky Rat.

"Alright, let's keep shopping?" Wang Yueru pulled Li Qi's hand, speaking with great excitement.

While channeling thunderlight through his soul, he frantically searched his mind for other possible solutions—but after much thought, Ye Zhuo still couldn't come up with even one idea to test, and his mood grew dark.

The conditions were there, but Ye Zhuo couldn't figure out what could have given Hu Yao, whose character was so far beneath his cultivation realm, such confidence.

If the Wuji Secret Realm were a circular plane, it could be divided from outside to inside into two rings and one point: the Wurenzhidi, the Jirenzhidi, and at its center, the Wuji Diagram.

"My god!" The weapon's breath hitched—no wonder the excavator told him to stay in the fountain.

"What's wrong with Ji Han? When he comes back, I'll make him come over for dinner—make him properly scold Ji Liang, that good-for-nothing. Look how well Ji Han has turned out—he's even gotten into a top university!" Li Qiumei glared at Ji Liang.

"Alright, senior brothers and sisters, stop arguing—maybe Xia's younger brother has something else to do?" Li Qi interjected to defuse the tension.

The two hooks in his hands were like death-bringing Yama; had Su Chen not been blessed with the Invincible Divine Body, he would have long been wounded and exhausted.

Although Sun Quan wasn't present now, what kind of father produces what kind of son—Sun Jian certainly wouldn't be weaker than his son.

"You start fighting the moment you meet? You two—since boarding the ship, have you ever been quiet for a moment?" Su Jinxuan smiled and explained.

"Alright, eleventh floor—past this staircase is the tenth floor!" Ma Long whispered.

Upon hearing Zhang Xiu's name, Cao Cao suddenly recalled several names that had always been crucial to him.

But as Zhang Tian felt a touch of schadenfreude, he gradually noticed something else strange—a number of cannon-zombies.

With one punch, the ghostly claws shattered instantly; the residual energy from their collision erupted outward, the gale blowing painfully against faces.

At that moment, Wang Bao truly wanted to rush forward, grab Yun Hao, and beat him senseless before walking away.

"Dare you speak up again!" Nightingale grabbed Yu Chao's ear, "Wasn't it your noise just now that nearly caused trouble? Still no remorse, huh?" She then struck his head twice with her palm.

At this moment, the Demon King clearly heard the conversation—he let out a cold snort, his body erupting with staggering demonic energy, deciding to strike first and annihilate them all.

The people of Asgard, seeing Loki's transformed aura, stepped back in fear; even the guards' hands gripping their weapons grew sweaty.

Li Zhi looked around, about to stroll home, when a conversation between two farmers beside him caught his attention.