Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 928: Deep Inside the Black Box
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 264: Staying at the Ye Clan
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 752- Self created gold equipment
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 894 - Primordial Dragonoid's Might
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 751- I didn't bring money
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 773: Celebration
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 202 - Prerequisite Mission Of The True Fire God's Palace
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.03 - Northern District's Mist
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 263: You Betrayed Me
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 412.1: Clearwater Mountain - Part 1
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 246.2: Prosperity, Report to My Room Tonight… (2)
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 927: Hell in Immortal Pharma
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 36: Killing the Caesar
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 262: One Will Suffice
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 750- Heaven on the left, hell on the right
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 893 - Hephaestus's Flame
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 749- One step board
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 772: Major Victory
Experts!
These were true assassination experts. This sort of group required at least ten years, possibly even several decades, to develop such rapport with each other.
Moreover, it required the investment of countless resources. Just simply based on these eighteen people, an unfathomably large faction lay behind them.
Nurturing eighteen people like this required even more resources—countless times more—than hiring a Star Venerate expert.
Resources had a price, but time was priceless.
Not everyone had the ability to spend more than ten-odd years to nurture such deathsworn warriors.
There had to be a huge faction behind these people, with specialized people and teams to carry out systematic training.
Light and shadow flickered, shifting between black and white.
Countless sword shadows charged at Xiao Chen, stabbing at him, chopping down at him, or swinging left and right.
Up, down, left, right, front, and back—there was no gap in coverage.
“Dang! Dang! Dang!”
Xiao Chen drew his saber, and his feet did not move at all. He remained calm as the saber in his hand moved nonstop.
The saber and swords clashed, raising a constant clangor that sounded very startling.
This was like an inescapable net. The net of attacks, which did not let anything through, ended in the blink of an eye.
However, another wave of attacks soon followed, not giving one a chance to catch their breath.
Light and shadow filled the world. This three-dimensional formation filled with layers of sword images.
From an onlooker’s perspective, the sword images formed a huge ball.
After eighteen rounds, the images retracted with Xiao Chen entirely untouched.
After the half-year of experiential training, Xiao Chen’s saber skills already reached a whole new level.
With a wave of Xiao Chen’s hand, his saber light could easily encase a place. With one move, he could easily block multiple combined attacks.
However, the situation still did not look optimistic.
Xiao Chen felt that this complicated and profound formation was just the start. There were other more in
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