Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
The bloody hand coalesced from the condensed bloody aura had already taken on physical form. This was no ordinary apparition. If it were, it would not have been able to crush Zhao Changdao’s saber with such little effort or capture Wan Tianlong.
The man had the evil-warding bead, but Wan Tianlong also wore King-class armor, albeit damaged. These were the only reasons he had not become another of the bloody specter’s casualties.
Yang Wu was focused on his growing strength and recovering injuries, which meant the bloody hand’s appearance could not have come at a better time.
“Run, Little Brother! The bloody hand has returned!” Without a second thought, Wan Lanxin screamed a warning.
Zhang Xiong’s grip tightened on his trident, fully prepared to drag Wan Lanxin out of danger at a moment’s notice.
However, Yang Wu did something odd. He stood on tiptoe, arching his back. He looked like some kind of steady sea turtle. He stretched out one hand, open and fingers stiff, while clenching his other into a fist. Through its numerous pores, the peach-pit dantian emitted forceful streams of energy, his body circulating the earthly spirit spring’s essence through his twelve major meridians. The flood of energy forced open more acupoints in his body, exploding from him.
Crack!
With the impact, an unknown meridian burst open, enhancing the majesty and power of the surging energy. The power multiplied until it was ten times greater or more.
Dragon Turtle Sea Flipping Art...!
The young man had long ago imprinted this amazing, peculiar art on his mind. He had worked hard to master it. With the help of the Supreme Nine Profound Art, he had comprehended the Dargon Turtle Water Suppression Stance’s essence, despite only being a Foot Soldier. Now, after encountering the earthly spirit spring, his peach-pit dantian had expanded greatly, allowing him to absorb and circulate even more Profound Energy. Yang Wu’s strength had increased exponentially as a result. Thus, he could now execute this astounding attack.
His palm-fist art resembled a d
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