Chapter 293: Chu Wange's Sword Dao! Sword Spirit! (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Several hours later.

"Roar roar roar!!!"

Five sword monsters with strength approaching the Golden Core stage let out terrifying howls, opened their bloody maws, and pounced to kill.

Their sharp offensives were like flying swords in a state of frenzy.

Coupled with the chaotic gang winds of the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb, every one of their attacks was like a flying sword of a half-step Golden Core sword cultivator striking with full force.

Five half-step Golden Core sword monsters, in this special environment, could completely...

Facai grinned, but raised his hand. On that fiery red hand crossbow, an arrow slowly emerged from nothingness, and starting from the tail end, flames began to burn bit by bit.

The steel-masked man saw Ultraman Tiga still lying on the ground and immediately lay on top of Ultraman Tiga.

"Er..." Zao Zhi let out a burp, spraying a burnt smell unique to military rations of fried wheat; clearly, he was a bit full.

The brothers, soaked in sweat, turned their heads to look. Yang Ling, who had run ten kilometers just like them, was laughing happily as if nothing had happened, which was a huge blow to them.

Since both Chinese and American filmmakers are doing it to make money, without distinction of noble or inferior, we have to focus on other factors.

However, the light produced here and the suddenly disappearing stone statue attracted the attention of Deputy Captain Zongfang.

He Ye hurriedly found a car. Fortunately, a staff member had left a car for him, otherwise, he really would not have been able to catch up in time.

Thus, in the darkest time before dawn, the Yamada devils surprisingly sent out their trump card—cavalry.

Through consultation, Chen Mo learned that a violent tornado had actually blown up over the Pacific Ocean, and with the fog filling the air, navigation was lost, which led to such a terrible event.

Her gaze was attracted by the water basin, and seeing the residual water droplets in the basin, she suddenly understood the reason.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Old Meng, who had just encountered the disaster of Mount Tai pressing down, was also desperately looking for his subordinates in the endless corridor on the third floor.

If it were not for considering that she might not be able to beat Xu Wei, she would definitely let him know why flowers are so red.

Just as various forces were responding to the national call, Zhang He and Xiang Ru were already on their way to the inspection division restricted area of Jin City. Through his third uncle's narration, Zhang He understood the process of this special conscription.

It included not only the refining of thermal weapon energy devices but also auxiliary energy devices and cold weapon energy devices; it almost included everything.

At this moment, Jiang Zhiyuan was already laughing so hard that his mouth could not close, and rolling hot tears kept swirling in the corners of his eyes.

The young man who was scolded was named Su Cheng; he was the doorman of this hotel, usually responsible for receiving guests at the door.

"Since you have been to the palace, you should know the people inside. Why don't I send you to the government office? They will naturally send you home, and you might even get a reward for it," Ke Yangui said, stroking his chin.

This discovery also caused his subordinate to immediately knit his brows, the expression on his face contorting into a look of utter dismay.

With this charge, Song Qingyu would be an ant in her palm from now on, to be dealt with as she pleased.

Zhang Tiansong's expression changed, and he was about to look away, not daring to look at that peerless beauty that could bewitch the mind, fearing that a moment of carelessness would lead to being obsessed again, but his peripheral vision still caught a scene that astonished him.

Chen San suddenly raised his head. Black Qi rolled on the roof, curling and stretching, as if there were thousands of troops and horses, surging and magnificent, but it only rolled on the top and did not fall.

Before a day had passed, Old Tang had already opened the magic communication device for the second time to actively contact Violent Bull.

Just at this moment, he saw the vines in the air twitching rapidly as if they were having a seizure. Chen San's expression froze, and almost without thinking, his figure retreated instantly.

The crowd looked serious, having a feeling of fear for the first time. Was this the true strength of the Qingcheng disciples? Could it be that the opponent was just playing with them earlier? ===== CHAPTER 294 =====