Chapter 63: Defeated? The Last Contender to Arrive

"Stop making false accusations and spouting venom! I suppose you're afraid you won't measure up to us this time, which is why you came up with such a scheme to frame our team member?"

The county leaders gave tit-for-tat, and although their faces showed anger, inwardly they were resolute and even somewhat smug. Even if we can't defeat you in this grand competition, we will make you suffer a massive setback over Qin Feng's poisoning incident.

"Stop talking nonsense, first..."

Therefore, at this very moment, Gu Chen directly chose this flying sword.

Before long, Gu Chen and the others arrived at the teleportation array. At this point, Gu Chen still needed to wait here for a moment because, although the array was already in the process of activation, it had not yet been fully activated.

August 7th marked exactly one week since Huang Xiaotian's departure to the Primordial Realm. By that time, Chen Yuxuan had already returned to Earth, while Huang Xiaotian was imprisoned by the Shattered Star Valley tribe.

However, among all the adventurers who had completed the seven-stage trial quests, not a single one came from Huaxia. This was something Boss Tang, with his intense nationalist sentiments, simply could not endure.

That person was still in mid-air, yet his feet continuously paced forward into the empty void, a single step spanning a distance of a thousand miles.

"Hey! Over here!" Everyone swarmed to the ship's rail outside the cabin, some shouting at the shadow ships while others waved their hands.

Returning to the lobby of the agritainment resort, Cheng Qiuyun's pretty face flushed with shyness. After taking her seat, she offered an apology to Shangguan Qinyu.

An earth-shattering and fierce battle was erupting across the heavens and earth; there was a Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox holding the sun and moon to suppress a blood demon, as well as countless cultivators fighting in bloody combat. Immortal Lord Lingxiao sighed deeply, then suddenly slashed down with his sword, instantly cleaving an enormous ravine into the earth and sealing the blood demon beneath it.

Lu Feng leaned back in his seat, looking at the scenery outside the window. The views still looked so picturesque; the poorer and more underdeveloped a place was, the better its ecological environment tended to be.

"We'll have guests later," Xiao Yu said as she poured a cup of coffee and placed it in front of Xiao Zhennan.

After traveling a dozen miles or so out of the city, Zhao Yi and Liu Bei set up camp outside the walls, planning to launch an attack on Zhongmou County town the next day.

After recovering from the initial shock, everyone slowly came to their senses. Confronted with that gigantic dragon head, they immediately began pondering their next course of action.

The Sea Emperor waved his hand, and a transparent ripple of water emerged from beneath his feet, instantly transforming into a spherical protective shield that enclosed him within.

The fury throughout Yin Shaohui's entire body surged straight to his chest, and a pair of aged eyes flashed with the cold blue light of a blade.

"I heard you're planning to deal with Dog-leftovers from Big Wang Street. That guy has a score to settle with me. If you're going after him, count me in," old Huang said.

"Your Majesty, should we raise our bid again?" Hearing that the person downstairs had raised the bid once more, the guard behind the Emperor immediately inquired.

Was Song Yazhu's administrative efficiency really this formidable? With this thought in mind, Zhang Jiaze dialed Song Yazhu's number.

As the caster of the skill, his sole privilege was the ability to move freely within the area affected by the esoteric technique.

One could see that their entire bodies were densely covered with bullet holes; they had indeed been killed by gunfire.

Previously, to channel the Nether Ghost Fire, one had to absorb evil Qi from the external environment or be spurred by one's own anger. At this moment, smelling the sandalwood, that step seemed no longer necessary.

Their strength was greater than the demons bestowed upon them by Bai Yan; instead, they fed back strength into the possessed demons, instantly granting Bai Yan's subordinates thirty additional tier-nine demons.

Growing beside the ancient tree was another large tree standing over ten meters tall, but with no comparison there was no harm—standing next to the ancient tree, this one was simply ignored.

"Now? He washed his hands of the pugilistic world many years ago and went into hiding to avoid his enemies. I'm afraid nobody knows where he is except Nan Sanfu. Our organization once searched for him, hoping he could teach us the art of lockpicking, but we couldn't find him." If the Mo Tower couldn't find someone, the chances of anyone else doing so were slim indeed.