122 A Single Step to Slay the Immortal 1

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The hour was late, and Chen "The Tough Guy" had drunk quite a bit during his evening banquet, so the group decided to split up to bring the night’s activities to an early close.

In the second stage, which focuses on training for the chosen subclass, the mentor teaches the player the techniques of their new profession and concludes with a test.

Guan Yi barely dodged six throwing knives. As his hand reached toward his waist again, someone grabbed his wrist.

Yu Shicun walked into the living room and immediately drew the curtains. Sitting on the sofa, he tore open the outer packaging and found the box of Minghe cigarettes marked with a sign. He dumped all the cigarettes out, gently pulled one apart, and read the message hidden inside.

He could still sense the approximate position and distance of the sword body and hilt, which meant that even with high cultivation, it wasn't as terrifying as being in another world.

However, the cracks in the ground showed no mercy; whether it was a demonic beast or one of them, anyone could fall in.

First, although players caused some negative consequences due to their failure in the Haihong City world mission event...

Just as the fans realized the truth and were about to start hurling insults, the actions of Cang Sheng Ta Ge caught every player off guard.

"I could gouge your eyes out eighteen years ago, and I can do it again today." The head of the Liu family strode out of the main hall, standing with his hands behind his back, speaking with righteous indignation.

"Not at all." Ling Qian smiled, though a cunning glint flickered in his eyes—the big fish had taken the bait.

Lin Bin's flying sword immediately shifted to his feet. The propeller instantly deflected the incoming whip, but the tunnel was narrow, and wielding a three-meter-long sword was exhausting; he struck the tunnel walls several times, nearly losing control.

"Brother, this is all I can do for you." Red-Shao pried open De-Shao’s mouth and placed the crystal inside.

"Your footwork is chaotic; clearly, you haven't mastered it, and your foundation is unstable." Chen Qing leveled his elbow, forcefully shoving forward, nearly causing Qin Ge to stumble.

I have been somewhat irritated by the criticism; if my words have been inappropriate or offended anyone, please forgive me.

Warm applause erupted once again. In the upper circles of Yanjing, Li Zhiyong was now at the zenith of his success.

It wasn't just the villagers who came; Wu Yi’s reputation over the past month had even reached Zhan Shanhong, who, to everyone’s surprise, arrived to visit Wu Yi that day.

Shelves lined both sides, filled with a dazzling array of goods, giving the place a unique atmosphere.

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Helpless, Shen Yu had no choice but to increase the time dilation factor by only onefold. One day in the outside world equaled 400 days in the Nine Dragons Immortal Realm; this level of energy consumption was barely acceptable.

The two pressed their palms together, one radiating golden light, the other wreathed in black mist, much like a contest of internal energy in a martial arts novel.

"Whether you understand or not is of little consequence. It’s a fine day today; must we concern ourselves with matters of slaughter? Why not stay and join an old man like me for a cup of tea?" Elder Sun offered Zhang Yunfei a cryptic smile.

I turned and left the gallery, heading straight for my car, only to find Xu Jian sitting in the passenger seat, looking at me with an expression of pure worship.

Ye Xuan was somewhat overwhelmed. The person before her was the leader of the God-Slaying Alliance, and his unexpected courtesy left her surprised.

Guided by the black bird, the seven immortal swords began to resonate in unison. They emitted a profound Dao resonance, mysterious and subtle, forming countless obscure images in Luo Sheng’s consciousness.

In the end, it was said that after the Ninth Princess Consort and Princess Zhaohua awoke, the Emperor ordered them to kneel on the sky platform, facing the direction of the imperial tombs, to beg for forgiveness from their ancestors until sunrise.

He secretly sent letters to various sects with which he was allied; those who would associate with him were hardly virtuous, and they hit it off immediately.

Nangong Xue felt the heat in her body rising steadily. Wrapped in those clothes, she felt unbearably hot and began to struggle in Ye Wushuang’s embrace.

Thinking this, Yan Su cooperated by going to the kitchen to cook. She didn't know if Qiu Ya had previously given orders, but the kitchen servants bullied her in every way possible.

"Mom, it’s normal for Brother to be unable to accept this right away. Just give him time to calm down," Bai Xiaoli comforted her.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, brother-in-law, it’s me, me, me!" Rui He sat opposite Su Gu. She didn't care about the banquet at all; she just couldn't stand Saratoga.

Seeing Xiong Ba silent, the Mud Buddha couldn't help but wonder if Xiong Ba was considering killing him to silence him.

Prince Eugen and San Juan wore radiant smiles, thinking to themselves that being by the Admiral's side was pure joy.

Lin Yang, of course, was not to be outdone. He threw out both fists, sealing his front with a flurry of punches so dense it was dazzling.

PS: I’m really not in a good state. I wanted to write more, but it ended up being just rambling.

At that time, Miss Lin was clearly within arm's reach of the carrier of the spring eye, yet she returned empty-handed.

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"Destroys the house at the drop of a hat." Even though he had never raised one, Su Gu had seen many of the Alaskan's "glorious deeds" on the internet.

Lacking such a thick skin, it took New Orleans a long time to recover. She patted her face, telling herself it was fine, that she was already used to it.

After walking for a while, they saw the car. As the driver, Su Gu took the keys from his pocket. He looped the keychain around his index finger and spun it, the car keys twirling in the air.

The Bull Demon King was not a speed-type demon, and it wasn't long before Lin Yang, Chun Sanniang, Bai Jingjing, and Zhi Zunbao left him far behind, vanishing without a trace.

Such beautiful hair, such a lovely voice, and she was so stunningly beautiful to boot! What kind of luck had he run into today?

Only fourteen people remained by Miyamoto Tachibana’s side; when she went out earlier, she had taken eight with her.

Lu Chuan passed through the barrier first, but his arm remained in the space, gripping Feng Beiming and dragging him out with great difficulty.

This free kick was a golden opportunity for the training team, but it was a grim prospect for the Huo family team.

It was less of a pull and more of a tug; Yang Gong’s two hands held one of my arms tightly against his chest.

The cold blade rested against her neck, a faint, chilling light flowing along the edge. Gu Yao lowered her eyes and saw a pair of eyes reflected in the steel.

"Oh? Lu Chuan, you’ve actually broken through! I never expected that in just one month, you’ve become a Human Immortal powerhouse!" Upon reaching Lu Chuan and Karp, Zheng Tianhua noticed the breakthrough at first glance and spoke with great delight.

Moreover, that matter was inevitably linked to her. Perhaps that was exactly why he had sought out Xue Caifan.

Seven or eight machetes swung toward my body almost simultaneously. With strength rising from my heels and surging to my fingertips, I used my spear in a move to "seek the snake in the grass," sweeping left and right to strike out.

Hearing my voice, everyone still present here looked up in unison toward the sky.