Chapter 151: Iron-Thread Snake

Hearing the man's terrified scream, Liu Feng sprinted toward him in a flash.

"Boom!" Lin Long arrived by the man's side a step ahead of Liu Feng. Thrusting his palms against the ground, two brilliant red rays of light, akin to a volcanic eruption, surged with explosive and scorching force to strike the two Iron-Thread Snakes.

"Bang! Bang!"

Amidst two loud explosions, the two Iron-Thread Snakes were instantly beaten into piles of minced meat.

At this moment, Liu Feng also reached the man's side. His fists lashed out with lightning speed, resembling a pair of gleaming golden divine hammers as they battered several Iron-Thread Snakes into pulpy shreds.

"This is impossible, these Iron-Thread Snakes are too..."

This time, the Ghost Taoist was genuinely on the verge of tears. Mute Uncle's sword tip had never once left his vital points; dodging frantically left and right, the Ghost Taoist was completely devoid of any power to counterattack.

Lin Zhuo, however, was quite happy to sit back and watch the show, beaming with a cheerful disposition and entirely devoid of any negative emotions. One had to admit, this was precisely the survival mode of these island nation bootlickers: whoever held the biggest clout, they would kneel and lick, completely lacking any concept of integrity, let down by a family bond not worth a single hair.

Didiweit slammed a fist into his own face in frustration, unable to conceal the wave of deep dismay that washed over him.

Qu Wuya pressed his arm, making sure it was merely temporarily paralyzed before he finally set his mind at ease. Even with the three of them joining forces, Long Zhan remained a match they could not gain the upper hand against. If anyone else were to get injured, they would all be in grave danger. For now, only Fourth Master Wang was capable of holding his ground against Long Zhan's onslaught, Qu Wuya remarked.

Although Xiong Jun held the position of general manager, he sat at such a lofty height that his contact with the lower ranks was actually inferior to Wang Ding's. Consequently, the employees of Dachiong Technology were far more familiar with Wang Ding; in truth, he stood a much better chance of rallying a faction of employees to venture out and start their own business.

"I believe the issue is not a lack of competitiveness in international cross-border purchasing, but rather that the governments of quite a few countries are rather resistant to foreign e-commerce, which, compounded by public opposition, has severely constrained the scale of our market. To resolve this problem, we must actively communicate with local governments," Jack Ma stated.

A three-on-two situation had dwindled to a two-on-two, and Lucian's most devastating burst damage had already been spent.

Li Yunfeng's nascent soul was something he had personally sensed; it was entirely out of his league, resting on a completely different tier against which he could not possibly contend. Subconsciously, the urge to retreat arose within him.

At this thought, Mo Weiyu could not help but offer a bitter smile. Wasn't the other version of herself also living out her days within a fictional, illusory world?

Xiao Yuan turned his head and continued drinking. A bartender came over to ask if he wanted anything else, but Xiao Yuan merely shook his head, and the bartender walked away.

"It's nothing, just some family matters I had to take care of." Tang Jingming had originally intended to say he was coming over to pack his things, but he changed his words mid-sentence to claim family business.

Xiao Yuan crossed his legs, leaning back into the sofa with his chin resting on his hand. He narrowed his eyes, imagining the look of utter astonishment on Jiu Xi's face once she realized he was the very person from the game.

He had learned of this yesterday when Ou Junyi told him. Originally, he had not intended to push matters to such an extreme, but Fu Lili's behavior at the airport today convinced him that the time had come to clearly and unequivocally state his stance.

Within the Talisman Sect, his mastery of talismanic arts was second to none. Although his practical combat skills were lacking, his theoretical knowledge had reached a level approved by Dong Chou, which was why Dong Chou had transmitted this Divine Empyrean Five Thunders Technique to him so early on.

Black-haired zombies possessed no independent consciousness; they operated purely on a bloodthirsty instinct and harbored a deep fear of sunlight. Their strength was roughly equivalent to a practitioner of the first to third heavenly realms.

When someone suddenly burst in, Hua Huanbo felt a momentary start, yet he dared not harbor overly grand hopes, for after searching for so long, the master he sought remained entirely without a trace.

Looking at the person before her, Mu Wan said with a smile, her heart filled with deep anxiety regarding the situation on Dan Xingjin's end.

Right then, she cast aside whatever沈 Feng had said just moments prior and immediately raised her voice in a shout.

Following closely behind was a force so intensely compressed that it erupted violently from the very epicenter of the collision.

Having acquired this strange ice sculpture, Song Ming continued his stroll. Perhaps his luck had finally turned, for shortly thereafter, his vast spiritual perception instantly sensed the presence of dwellings nearby.