Mary Taylor
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"You're looking for death!" When Fang ping was about to cross the rank-7 and 8 warzones, some of the catacombs powerhouses could not hold back anymore. A rank-7 or rank-8 trash? A rank-7 martial artist was actually so arrogant! "Kill them!" Fang ping shouted softly. Behind him, the Chen family's two rank-8s and two rank-7s, as well as old Wang, old Yao, and iron head, all charged out at the same time. The rank-7 and 8 martial artists in the catacombs were all martial artists from the eighteen…
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At the entrance of the forbidden catacombs. Before Fang ping could land, the auras of several Grandmaster-level powerhouses had already exploded. Although they had already sensed the auras of Fang ping and the others, at this moment, a rank-7 powerhouse still shouted,""Vice-Chancellor Fang, stop!" Fang ping stopped outside the entrance of the house and said,"President Liu, time is of the essence. I want to go in." One of the grandmasters guarding the entrance to the catacombs was the martial arts…
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In the West Mountain catacombs. Fang ping, who had just crossed the forbidden Sea, also heard the Maple King's furious roar. Fang ping put on an innocent face and cursed,"I didn't kill fengjiu city. He's just a true king, yet he's still holding a grudge against me. Is this all a true king can do?" The few of them were silent. Less nonsense, hurry up and leave. If they didn't run now, the battle at the summit would break out when the Maple King really came in. …… At the same time. West Mountain…
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On the shore. Chen yaozu and the others looked at the demons warily. Fang ping, on the other hand, said casually,""All the great demons can head to the mountain path platform now. I will open the regional wall later and let all the great demons enter the heavenly Palace!" Fang ping spoke for a while and ignored these demons. At the critical moment, one had to be able to remain calm. What's the hurry! What was there to be afraid of? It's not the first time I've asked a Tiger for its skin. The monster…
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Boom! Boom! Boom! Outside the plank Road, Chen yaozu still stopped Feng Jucheng. At this moment, the two rank-9 powerhouses were fighting each other while bathed in blood. Feng Jiucheng was fighting and fleeing at the same time. He was mad with hatred. He did not hate Chen yaozu, but he hated Fang ping! That damned Fang ping! It was him again! If the two rank-9s had not died so suddenly, even if Chen yaozu and the rest had recovered their full strength, what could they do? "Fang ping!" Feng…
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At the entrance of the plank Road, the battle was still ongoing. At the edge of the platform, Fang ping rummaged through his storage space for a while and found a set of armor that looked more gorgeous. Very quickly, Fang ping put on his armor. Li Hansong and the others looked at him, somewhat surprised. Was there still a need to pretend at this time? As Fang ping put on his armor, he said telepathically,"Do you think Feng Jiucheng will be dumbfounded when Feng miesheng suddenly runs…
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(It's time to give a speech. Excited, it's past 12 o' clock.) In 2018, the first half of the year was painful, while the second half was happy. On the 2nd of January in 2018, his financial resources were blocked. He was so upset that he wanted to cry and break down. He didn't even have the mood to celebrate the new year. After tossing and turning, the editing by financial management ended soon after (he was originally prepared to write ten million words). May, may, may, may, may, may, may. When…
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"Bang!" A deafening explosion was heard. Fang ping and the others slid down from the regional wall like water droplets. Among them, Fang Ping's impact was the loudest. His golden body was about to explode. "W-why ..." Fang ping rolled down from the regional wall, feeling a little sorrowful. 'I'm not doing this for myself. I, Fang ping, want all of this for the sake of humanity, don't I? Why do you have to do this to me! But ... We haven't left yet! Fang Ping's heart leaped with joy, but before his…
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On the long Imperial Road, Yao Chengjun had already stopped. Fang ping and the other two continued to push forward against the pressure. 500 meters, 600 meters ... Halfway through the journey, a hint of helplessness flashed across Wang Jinyang's eyes. He panted,"You guys continue." Fang ping, on the other hand, was beginning to understand. He looked at iron head in front of him and said,"It seems to be a test of physical strength!" Li Hansong responded, then said in a muffled voice,"Fang ping…
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"Chi ..." The void trembled. When Fang ping and the others were flying toward the heavenly Palace, a powerful pressure was released. Fang Ping's body froze, and he almost fell from the sky. Behind them, old Yao and the others hurriedly followed. The four of them burst out with spiritual power and joined forces to resist this powerful pressure. Fang Ping's ears and nose were bleeding. He raised his head to look at the sky, his face full of unwillingness. "Who are you waiting for?" "Do you have to wait…
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