Chapter 751: You Are Plagiarizing!

"Fuck you!"

"Son of a bitch!"

"Spike will never be greater than Eminem!"

"Go to hell!"

"Spike is the greatest singer of this era!"

In the streets and on campuses of cities like Los Angeles, New York, Washington, San Francisco, Chicago, Boston, Philadelphia, Houston, and others, numerous opposing factions suddenly filled the area.

The two could be called a battle of earth-shattering proportions; both felt immense pressure, their combat power standing within the realm of the Eight Prohibitions, and even for a fleeting instant, it seemed they stood within the realm of the Divine Prohibitions. Otherwise, how could two Dragon-Transformation cultivators shatter Shanhe? Their combat power had truly reached the absolute baseline.

"Do you think I brought them here to place them on an equal footing with you?" Lin Zheng asked.

Before the red banner, many people from all over the Tianshui Kingdom, who had come specifically for this purpose, left messages on the red banner.

The soil pushed aside by the Red Dragon directly crushed the nearby buildings, inadvertently drowning a few unlucky Mind Flayers and Beholders.

If this Old God King is successfully saved, combined with the peerless Eastern Emperor from the Jiang family, perhaps for a very long time in the future, the Eastern Wasteland will belong to the Jiang family.

Lan Yi smiled playfully, hopped out the door, and the silver ornaments on her body made a tinkling sound.

She wanted to ask: although she was not born of her, after all these years, having treated her so well, what did she consider her to be?

Regarding the affairs of the borderlands, they were not well informed; they only knew there was friction between the two sides, but they did not know the friction had reached such a degree that it required the extermination of infants.

Ten years passed in a flash, yet no one had forgotten the fall of that Great Sage in the Divine Valley, the Blue Demon Abyss, and the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest.

Chen Bohan smiled, scanning the crowd; as his gaze swept across, the smile on his face gradually vanished.

After receiving Gu Qianqiu's instruction, the others one by one darted out to block the experts of the Martial Arts Hall.

Outside, everyone had gathered to play, either Mahjong or poker, but now all had stopped their actions.

Although he had realized the person before him was Song Anran, his hand remained on the sword hilt.

This was what Nie Fenghua had instructed: if anyone came to seek her medical treatment, whatever gift was given, Jin'er would take it all; there was no reason not to take it.

Fortunately, the Ping County Prince still had his senses, not showing his excitement in front of the court officials.

The appraiser "Tom," wearing red and black armor, allowed a sword strike infused with battle energy by an eight-star Honor Knight to pierce his body.

In that instant, Lu Yu thought the other party intended to kill him, though that was impossible; the other party had waited for him for so many years, how could they simply kill him?

It was better to keep one's distance from someone with such devastating killing power. As for his identity, although curious, he was not curious enough to need to know for sure.

Song Anran raised an eyebrow and smiled. "What are hounds? Hounds are those who guard the master's gate. Do the Embroidered Uniform Guard in Jiangnan shoulder the responsibility of guarding the gate?"

"I wonder if Young Master Shen is engaged?" After saying this, Song Anle specifically glanced at Song Anyun.

Although the other party only mentioned one spatial law, Li Huai still felt grateful. Tonight, his eyes were opened once again; regarding the Ancient Martial Arts World, what he knew now was indeed very little, like a frog sitting at the bottom of a well.

I have already thought of this; ever since I learned a dead body appeared in the internet cafe, I made the worst-case preparations.

"Hahahaha..." Wu Yingying and Bao Ya, seeing Wan Miao's anxious and flustered state, slapped the armrests of the rattan chairs beside them, laughing until they nearly fell over; Wu Yingying laughed until tears streamed down her face.

"Hey, have you taken a bath? You're lying on my bed." Xia Qianrui looked at Xiao Yu with his eyes closed and hurriedly asked.