Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The moment the battle began, it no longer shifted according to human will. Strength decided everything!
In the white fog, it was impossible to tell east from west, friend from foe. The only thing that flourished here was slaughter and death.
"Raaa!"
With a sonorous roar, a massive metal claw closed, crushing the head of a Godhead Palace disciple as if it was a watermelon.
Taking back his blood-drenched hand, the original Tang Jie smiled.
A flying sword shot at him from an angle, but Tang Jie simply punched at it without turning his head. Upon impact, that middle-grade art relic flying sword was pulverized, and the steely fist slammed into that disciple's chest. The immense strength rammed into the body of that Bloodbath Hall disciple like a mountain.
"You…" That disciple stared at Tang Jie in shock, not understanding how he had known that an attack was coming from behind, and then he was blown into bits.
Killed in one strike!
Slowly drawing back his fist, the original body snorted and turned his head. Nearby, the avatar Tang Jie finished cutting down a Bloodbath Hall disciple with the golden blade and exchanged a look with the original body.
There was no need for any conversation. As one soul sharing two bodies, they did not require words to communicate. They were natural partners, the finest duo.
Not far from the pair, an army of bean soldiers was in the middle of a silent slaughter. With their immense numbers, their formations, and the cover of the white fog, they were killing almost as quickly as Tang Jie. The ghost guard was protecting them, guarding their flanks and minimizing the counterattacks the bean soldiers sustained.
The battle had been one-sided from the opening blow.
Using the terrain and his formation, Tang Jie had mobilized all of his strength and was hunting down his foes.
The death of each Godhead Palace disciple was like sweet dew on the cracked soil of Tang Jie's soul, filling him with indescribable pleasure.
This feeling of plea
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Tang Jie's original body is so buff he can just hug people to death now.