Could it be that Sword Venerable Fudao was his master?
Eastern · Let me laugh
Upon hearing this, An Jing himself was slightly taken aback. His palm strike hadn't used any inner strength at all, so how could it have forced Qiu Lun back?
Eastern · Stubborn Little Fat Rabbit
Just by that, one could tell it was a pyrrhic victory.
Eastern · Stubborn Little Fat Rabbit
An Jing was hiding in a corner, silently chanting to himself.
Eastern · Stubborn Little Fat Rabbit
Li Qirong's movements paused for a moment, struck as if by a bolt from the blue.
Eastern · Stubborn Little Fat Rabbit
A sudden thunderbolt struck down with a speed that left Wu Jue and the others no time to react, hitting Zhou Yu and sending everyone flying from the blast.
Eastern · Let me laugh
Yang Jian, dressed in blue, continuously attacked Gu An. His movements were agile, and his punches and kicks were fierce, while Gu An stood still, dismantling each move in an unhurried manner. The faster Yang Jian was, the slower Gu An seemed.
Eastern · Let me laugh
"Next time I come out, I hope you two already have children.
Eastern · Red Pepper Afraid Of Spicy
"I won't beat around the bush, I'll just ask straight out, have you two married?"
Eastern · Red Pepper Afraid Of Spicy
Sage Bi Luo's face paled, regret creeping into his heart.
Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses
Eastern · Let me laugh