Chapter 13078 — Wei Zhao Raises His Hand and Strikes

Wei Zhao raised his hand and delivered a Shadow Blade strike.

The second seat of the Huan family felt his eyelid twitch; he hurried to dodge, but there was no dodging—the Shadow Blade struck him square in the back.

Of the three great blade forces, the Earthquake Blade excelled at sheer lethality, the Myriad-Form Blade at targeted precision, and this Shadow Blade at one thing above all: it could not be evaded.

A flicker of alarm crossed the eyes of the Huan family's second seat.

His vigilance could hardly have been higher; facing Wei Zhao, he had not been careless in the slightest—and still he had been struck dead-on by a single blade.

In that instant just now, he had even felt as though he were facing a high-tier expert...

After waiting quietly for a while, the sky suddenly darkened, and a six-pointed-star array slowly surfaced beneath Lu Yue's feet. Yet the array flickered in and out of being, seeming extremely unstable.

"You actually broke your word!" Lu Yue glared furiously at the evil spirit, while simultaneously directing the Taiji Diagram to slice toward its skull.

The shopkeeper, who had been dozing, snapped awake at once at the sight of Yan Bin before him, and rolled his eyes. Truth be told, it was his own fault for being too weak; if he could have opened a shop inside the city, the pickings would have been far richer than in this backwater.

Seeing the duck already in his grasp about to fly away, the bandit chief nearly died of anxiety. Glaring at the men around him, he bellowed, "Everyone, charge! We absolutely cannot let these people get away!" In an instant, countless King's Wings of every description shot skyward, looking exceptionally beautiful.

The longsword of this student carried extraordinary, ferocious power; Lu Benshan's attack only knocked it askew. Though he dodged the fatal blow, the longsword still pierced clean through his arm.

Yet when she took the canvas Su Li handed her, her gaze fixed upon the figure in the portrait and would not move away. Her expression shifted from initial shock and gradually turned to wild delight.

"This spring eye was indeed an earth-eye before, but the netherworld qi did not come from underground—many years ago someone deliberately placed it here, most likely to suppress something!" said the Ghost King.

Lan Duoduo noticed nothing amiss about herself. She glanced at Luo Yun in bewilderment, then leaned her head against his shoulder. She only hoped the girls here would not discover that they had gained a "newcomer."

Liu Qianqian drew a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes, and her body trembled faintly. Even in expressing anger, Liu Qianqian remained rather restrained.

"Nightingale, you have lost." Su Li's expression gradually cooled. He had imagined a thousand times how Nightingale might appear, but whichever way it was, so long as Nightingale could not immediately kill Su Li, Su Li's method would take effect.

Abbot Bianzhen seemed to have known his father long ago. This was hardly strange—in his youth his father had done business, traveling north and south, his footprints spread across the land. That he should know a monk or two was no oddity.

The lecher steeled himself; he neither blocked nor dodged again, but instead let a green radiance flare beneath his feet, gambling on trading injury for time as he fled.

As always, they waited until dark, when they could no longer see, before the brother and sister stopped picking peanuts and went to Dayong's house.

Su Xin thought: He Lian must surely have some special inner quality—otherwise, managing to displace the original host would have been rather difficult. Or perhaps her smile had a unique charm?

"I helped you and you still want to punish me—Xiao Mo, you're too wicked. I'm not talking to you anymore!" Qin Wu pretended to ignore him, yet she still stayed obediently in Xiao Mo's arms, going nowhere.

As more and more people viewed the post, the voices of resistance grew louder and louder—until at last the system had to offer an explanation; without one, the entire game would collapse.

From Su Xin's expression, the man knew she must be imagining all sorts of things, and he sighed. "My name is Mu Chen."

"There's someone there—my mom is usually home. How about I come over in the morning and go with you?" Qi Yue said.

Xiao Ying simply did not know what to say. How was her driving unsafe? Her driving skills were absolutely superb, weren't they?