Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
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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