Chapter 13147 — The Battle Between Wei Zhao and Dragon Slaying, On the Field

The battle between Wei Zhao and Dragon Slaying had truly reached a fever pitch.

Rarely encountering an opponent of this caliber, Wei Zhao's fighting spirit surged as never before, and with it his entire fighting style had become sweeping and expansive.

Though he had none of the four great sacrificial buffs to bolster him, against Dragon Slaying as he was now, Wei Zhao actually refused to yield even a hair on the field of battle!

Yet in the eyes of the onlookers, it was merely a matter of salvaging some dignity on the surface.

At the end of the day, Dragon Slaying's forty-percent damage reflection was simply too brutally overpowered; from the very start, it had been fated that the two sides were not standing on the same starting line.

Even Chen Ping'an might not yet realize that among the young people the old coachman and Aunt Feng, along with old relics like Lu Wei, chatted about most in their idle hours, Zhu Lu was one of them.

After forcing Uchiha Yan into retreat, she had Temari take Gaara down to receive Granny Chiyo's treatment. After all, they were in the middle of battle; though the Strength of a Hundred Seal provided Tsunade with vast quantities of chakra, it could not be squandered at will—better to leave it to Granny Chiyo.

"Then you stay in the side courtyard, and I will come back once I have finished fighting this war!" The Seventh Prince sat down beside Yan'er.

The castles that had been taken were now completely empty; the Piarans inside had long since fled with the main body of their army.

Were it her, a single casual sword stroke would have left not a living soul—indeed, it would have razed the entire Great Wooden Temple clean to the ground. Replace them with a more obedient lot to fill the vacancies and attend the second council session—who would dare object?

Otherwise, the Haoran World was a glittering den of temptation; Chen Li's aptitude for sword cultivation was simply too extraordinary, and in his youth his looks had been striking as well—one slip of attention, and he would become a second Sword Immortal Mi.

Young Lord Duanmu frowned and sneered, "So your meaning is that this young lord ought to have left his signature in the secret letter?

"You've come!" The cool breeze that entered with Yan'er set Mr. Su coughing violently again. Yan'er hurriedly pulled the quilt up a little higher.

Lu Yun quickly held the phone away from his ear; his mother's decibels in her astonishment had shot straight through the heavens, leaving his ear tingling.

Sun Yu's grand camp suddenly struck its tents and marched east, heading for the camp where Fukang'an was stationed. They did not reach Fukang'an's camp, however, halting fifty li short of it; the hundred-thousand-strong army deployed in battle formation and dug in where they stood.

Li Liao did not dare take these blade rays head-on—or rather, it was not that he dared not, but that he did not wish to.

The last of the Zhu Rings, once a Marquis of Lan Pass. Now he occupied the Northern Commandery with more than three hundred thousand mercenaries at his back, acting in concert with Wang Xu and Hu Ling; if it truly came to blows, the court in its war against the three kings might not gain the upper hand.

In the great hall, every general had recognized the crisis: without grain and fodder, even the mightiest army would instantly crumble to nothing and count for naught.

This time Mark did not want to refuse. Having been labeled a lover of men, he had to rise to the occasion at least once! Then again, this time he could not refuse either.

In the great tent, Wang Xu sat in his seat reviewing documents. Sensing someone enter, he did not look up, still wholly absorbed in the matter at hand.

What was going on? Liu Pan was somewhat puzzled. When Elder Zhao had completed the mutual fusion of the various medicinal powers earlier, though many of the steps had been hard to fathom, Liu Pan could still sense Elder Zhao's practiced familiarity.

And since Feng Luo could obtain an inheritance opportunity, Su Fanyin and Beigong Hongzhu naturally grew eager as well.

At that moment the wind and rain abruptly ceased, the ocean waves continued as before, and Liu Pan for a long while did not take another step forward—not because he did not wish to go on, but because... there was no road left.

But the Hai family was now in a special period, with everyone watching them; the several supreme elders simply did not dare make a move. Under such circumstances, posting a mission at the Assassins' Guild was the most fitting course.

When he had first escaped the hospital, he had thought of contacting Lin Bing, but he knew perfectly well that the police would certainly go to Lin Bing to ask whether he had been in touch with her, and might even wiretap Lin Bing's and Zhang Nan's phones.

The reason Zhang Nan had laid down that formation was, on the one hand, to deceive Lü Qiushi—to make Lü Qiushi believe he could rely on that formation to contend with the ghost demon—and on the other, it was likely that even Lü Qiushi himself would be suppressed by that formation.