Chapter 152: Ah Bao's Double Standards

Abao effortlessly deflected Wang Yuanyuan's attack with a single hand and sent her flying.

Wang Yuanyuan gathered her strength and charged again, but Abao kicked her shield away with a single blow.

"Angel's Redemption."

"Demon's Abyss."

Faced with these assaults, Abao casually batted them away with a punch while dodging Hao Chen's longsword strike.

The next moment, Abao caught Hao Chen's longsword barehanded, completely ignoring his sword qi. "Is this really the extent of your power? Too—"

Hua Tian sensed the lingering melancholy in Qing'er's words. Yet, reflecting on his own many years of experience in the cultivation world, he felt that his most carefree days had actually been his time back at the Qinglin Sword Sect.

"Dinner is ready!" Shizuka Marikawa called out to the two of them, poking her head out after changing her clothes and complaining somewhat about Wu Fan rummaging through her bedroom.

Unfortunately, this barrier was formed using the ultimate conceptual armament—the Heaven-Destroying and Earth-Shattering Great Divine Sword—forged by Mo Wuque by gathering the myths and the collective power of all deities and demon kings. Nothing could enter from the outside, and nothing could escape from the inside. How could a mere Yamata no Orochi possibly shatter such a barrier?

Commands continuously issued from Zheng Weiqi's lips, and Jiutian had already begun to form a conditioned reflex, capable of executing actions the absolute instant Zheng Weiqi uttered an instruction.

This was not to say that there was no energy left within the Void Divine Stone; on the contrary, the energy within remained as vast and boundless as the sea.

There was simply no other way out. Yet, in order to prevent the first lie from being exposed, more and more falsehoods had to be continuously spun, leading to the current predicament.

However, if Emperor Qingfeng were willing to bestow a divine artifact or two, Li Qingyuan might actually consider it, but unfortunately, that was hardly realistic.

"So, what was your original plan?" Jiutian asked. The things Teng Annan had said earlier clearly implied he had some sort of method in mind.

Mo Wuque initiated another dimensional transit. This time, he prepared himself for a grander scale, heading to an alternate world where gods and demons existed.

Shortly after the man stepped into the hospital, however, a van drove up and parked right beside his black sedan.

After changing into his jacket, he stepped out and entered the elevator. Everything went smoothly. Yoon Ji-eun tried to strike up a conversation with Gao Xun, naturally bringing up topics related to Tiffany; otherwise, she knew Gao Xun would likely just give her perfunctory, dismissive responses.

Lin Di sat cross-legged on a thick leather cushion, his eyes half-closed. Not far away, a beam of sunlight slanted down from above him, and within the blinding white light, countless motes of dust drifted up and down.

Precisely because of this, Mo Lining had never harbored any intention of using the Magic Crystal Cannons. He understood profoundly that if he were to use them, even if this campaign ended in victory, he would be saddled with a mountain of debt—unless he scraped the Hope Fiefdom so clean that not even a drop of meat broth was left for anyone else.

Manuel gave a bitter laugh, took out his vial of Star-Blue Potion, tilted his head back, and drank it down in one gulp.

The screenshots the two of them took were quite different as well. Lotus Dance Green Ripple had simply hit the screenshot key, capturing the entire game interface completely—chat channels, health bars, mana bars, stamina bars, and all.

Being a traveling merchant truly tempers a person. Having traveled to many places, witnessed numerous events, and dealt with all sorts of people, one naturally grows up. It was heartbreaking and helpless, but Daidi herself felt happy and proud; the stronger her abilities, the more she could help her family, and the greater her confidence in helping Zhaodi look after her younger siblings.

Chris could not dodge, nor was there any way to escape. The stiffness induced by the Annihilation Slash combat technique left him completely immobilized, and he could only watch helplessly as that pair of massive feet kicked right toward his face, seemingly about to ruin his visage beyond recognition.

Just as he was thinking this, Misrael had already strode up to Yang Yang and unleashed a flurry of furious "wifely fists" right to her face.

Lin Jie chuckled uncharitably at the sight, taking the opportunity to type out a special-colored barrage comment: *Ten-second countdown to a total party wipe.*