Chapter 334: Journal Concept, Death of the Blood River

Chen Sheng's complaint was not without his own obsession—well, because he was obsessed with practicing martial arts, he failed to get into university.

Of course, if he had been excellent at studying when he was young, he probably would not have become obsessed with martial arts.

But, he still regretted it terribly.

But his words killed another person...

Although the voices of him and the person beside him were low, with Zheng Fa's cultivation, these few words could not be hidden from them.

So...

Bai Lao and the others

Walk from here, pass through a few more streets, and you will reach the palace specially arranged by the Divine Butcher Royal Family for this medical summit conference.

If the last drop of blood could keep infatuation alive, he would let go without hesitation. Once, he had laughed, cried, and embraced. The beloved is gone, his heart and intestines broken in vain, letting tears flow.

"Alright, you finish the remaining steps yourself; I'll go out for a walk," said Danqing Sheng as he walked out of the room.

Countless ice particles collided, and the continuous impact force gathered and transmitted to Yin Junfeng, making him almost unable to withstand it. Fortunately, his cultivation was already quite high; possessing the Yuanling realm, he immediately borrowed part of the force to resist the external impact, then used the light of the Xuanyu Sword to cover it up.

After hearing Bai Ruotong's words, I hurriedly told Fatty to stop the car that had just started, then I got out, and just as I opened the car door for Bai Ruotong, she covered her chest and walked out of the car herself.

"But we cannot relax our surveillance on the Japanese Third Division near Yuantan Town now! If they escape! The Commander will definitely skin us and strip our tendons!" Peng Haisheng said seriously.

"Then let's not look anymore; let's hurry to the Eighteen Forts early to see if there is really something strange near the Lin Ying family's home." Lin Baoju felt the area was truly filled with ghostly aura and only wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

"Now, the four Japanese divisions are all blocked along the line from Tiantai Chi to Gushan. The road from Fengmenkou to Gushan has already been cut off by Liu Zhongquan's two regiments!" Liu Fengming introduced seriously.

Many people widened their eyes, especially the direct disciples of the Hidden Sword Manor; they were all sword practitioners, and this sword strike by Luo Chen gave them great inspiration.

Xiefeng watched calmly, showing no sign of worry, nor did he step in to help. Yin Junfeng was extremely anxious, crying out repeatedly. Wei Tao and Ouyang Baixue also widened their eyes, watching the arena tightly, hoping Tie Xiangxue would be safe and sound.

There was nothing else on this shelf; the upper shelves held bullets of various calibers, the middle held various cartridge cases, gunpowder, and bullet heads, and the lower shelves held some firearm cleaning tools and gun oil, as well as high-pressure gas cylinders for air guns and similar things.

Speaking reasonably, the commotion he just made was very loud; after Bibi Dong noticed it, she should have come out by now, but he completely did not see Bibi Dong appear, so he guessed that Bibi Dong must no longer be in the Spirit Hall.

Even if he wanted to go up the mountain to hunt some game, he couldn't even see the shadow of a rabbit; even if there were any, the common people had already caught them all early on.

And Conan, who had barely recovered his senses, was still panting uncontrollably; as the center that triggered Brandy's emotions, his emotional outburst was several times that of Henggou Canwu.

Although the Bloodthirsty Demon Wolf was not as powerful as the Night Shadow Killing Wolf, the Bloodthirsty Demon Wolf before them was a forty-thousand-year soul beast.

"So, Mu Xi might not be dead yet? This Alien Spirit Clan is indeed mighty; no wonder they are envied." Nan Wanqing asked while looking at the Yin-Yang Jade fragment.

By cultivating the art of true immortality, strengthen the gene tissues within the body, prompting them to produce positive changes and become increasingly powerful.

"Is this Sword Intent?" Murong Jue felt the power radiating from Xiao Bai, but he was somewhat uncertain, because Xiao Bai's Sword Intent did not seem so terrifying.