Chapter 111: The Most Proficient Skill

Chen Ye was accustomed to holding nothing back, even when pouncing on a rabbit like a lion.

Previously, he had defeated the strong with the aid of an array; now, relying solely on magical treasures to fight, Chen Ye did not hesitate for a moment. He unleashed all thirty-six sword qi from the sword case at once, completely enveloping Li Minglu.

These thirty-six sword qi secretly aligned with the hexagrams, and through their mutual coordination, they sealed off every direction Li Minglu could flee.

As long as he could not fly faster than the sword qi, it would be impossible for him to dodge completely.

First, force him to use defensive measures.

Yet even so, why did the Space Gate still judge Li Xiang to be stronger than Yue Xingling, granting all advantages to her?

"Back then, I did not want Cui Lie to get involved with the Tianhe side, fearing he would lose his life in vain. Who could have expected he would... Alas, in the end, it was I who made a mistake!" Zhu Tianchang sighed.

Almost all air superiority was under the Bai family's control. Besides the dense network of pipelines and circuits, various flying vehicles emblazoned with white giant dragons hovered overhead at all times.

In fact, Old Master Jin Sheng asked this for no other reason than to find out exactly what this damn bear wanted. What was his ultimate goal?

Finis's fall plunged the Oghheim family completely into crisis. A clan on the verge of losing its status in the Noble Alliance, with the rising New Polar Night Organization as its competitor, the outcome was obvious.

By this time, it was already the early morning hours. All players in the game had logged off. After learning the second mental cultivation method, he logged off together with Ling Feng.

There were still five thousand words sitting in his head right now. If he did not write them out, Li Fengyan always felt very uncomfortable.

Ning Qingtian, called out by Lan Shuang, looked terrible. He did not know what grudge existed between Lan Shuang and Rong Xianxian, but he knew that whenever Lan Shuang had an episode in the past, she would scream and shout about killing Rong Xianxian.

Upon closer inspection, the popularity was indeed quite high. The total number of comments exceeded five thousand, and they were all positive reviews.

Zhao Baoyu raised his hand and pressed it onto Shi Songlin's scar, forcefully tearing at the white bone embedded within Shi Songlin's scar.

Following her words, the Crown Prince looked to the right and saw Consort Wang, surrounded by palace attendants. At some unknown time, a smile had appeared on her face.

However, Feng Qianye's actions were also ruthless. Unfortunately, these two seemed to lack any sense and had no self-awareness; each of them believed that Feng Qianye liked them.

Qingwu nodded slightly. She did not take the memories from the 'future' to heart, because at least for the moment, the world she saw was already different from the one in the anime.

Yet precisely because he saw through this, Tianming was even more puzzled. This man in white looked to be only in his early twenties, yet how could he possess such terrifying combat experience, even leaving Uncle, Wei Zhuang, and Sister eight streets behind?

Chief Clerk Sun no longer needed to lower his voice, because those big men's voices were so loud that if he lowered his voice, the other party simply could not hear him.

As soon as Old Qi finished speaking, Du Sanniang walked up slowly from below the stage, holding a tray in her hands. When she arrived before Deng Yueru, Du Sanniang extended the tray in her hand toward Deng Yueru.

Clearly, less than half an hour had passed, yet this old gentleman looked as if he had aged ten years. His white hair was disheveled, his eyes were red and swollen, and his face was covered with un-dried tears. He looked wretched and pitiful, his body hunched, trembling all over.

Without any surprise, the owners of these figures were the Ghost Enforcers of the Underworld who had received Chen Fan's message and rushed in from nearby.

Since moving out of the dormitory with her roommate Wu Guixi and renting a place outside where each had their own room, she had set the phone to silent mode and configured separate ringtones for each, with each ringtone corresponding to the people known in each location.

However, the silence of the birds and beasts around had already made those who were more sensitive feel something was amiss. Cao Cao gazed at the sun atop the mountain peak.

She forced herself to endure the discomfort, slowly climbed up, picked up that blood-stained iron bed frame, and slowly moved toward the door.