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
A young man stood in a ten-meter-deep hole, his feet planted firmly on the ground, his elegant fighting stance unwavering, one hand clenched into a fist and the other one palm up.
The other person went flying back and crashed into the ground about seven or eight meters away, sending dust and sand into the air as his blood stained the ground.
That person was Ai Feili; the top boss in the prison had been defeated.
The prisoners were wide-eyed in disbelief as they watched the scene unfold.
They had seen this limping, middle-aged man’s powerful kick send a grown man flying before, so they found it hard to accept the fact that someone had defeated him in a single move.
Yang Wu won but showed no joy on his face, as he was completely drained, even overdrawn. His profound art’s circulation slowed down as he fell into a weakened state, about to collapse at any moment.
Just then, Shi Lengmei, who was waiting for an opportunity at the side, moved.
She rushed over with fast and light steps, crouching slightly while holding the short crowbar in a reversed grip. The crowbar flashed with ice-attributed energy, thrusting out from about six meters from Yang Wu. A trail of snowflakes in the air streaked toward Yang Wu’s heart with menacing force, a truly vicious attack.
Yang Wu’s body refused to respond to his command. With barely a chance at evasion, he could only watch as the strike approached. As he accepted his fate, Sooty sprang up, using its small body to shield him.
Woof!
Sooty was only the size of an arm and felt like it could never grow larger. The force sent its juvenile body flying far away, followed by an agonized yelp.
The helpless Yang Wu watched the scene unfold. He felt a pang in his heart like a needle prick. This was the second time Sooty placed its life on the line to save him; the first time had been against Black Ape. Even if it had emerged from the first ordeal unscathed, could it take the hit this time?
“Damned little black dog!” Shi Lengmei cursed and charged toward Yang Wu again.
“You are the da
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