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
As the six weapons plunged into Han Wuxin's body, they erupted with six different kinds of power. Just when Han Wuxin was about to be blown into pieces, his body turned into a dark streak and fled, rendering Tang Jie's attack ineffective. This black energy flew off into the distance, where it reformed into Han Wuxin, blood flowing from his chest wound.
The six weapons had managed to wound Han Wuxin, but because Han Wuxin had fled before they could unleash their power, it only served to give Han Wuxin a surface-level wound.
A moment later, the wound was healed, leaving behind no trace.
"A nice escape art," Tang Jie casually laughed. Han Wuxin was a Deification expert, so for him to have one or two tricks wasn't a surprise at all. Every sect had their oddballs, and Han Wuxin was his sect's. He wasn't actually good at direct battles, but he was more agile, attaining an extremely high level in escape arts. Furtively approaching, delivering a single lethal strike, and then fleeing was his specialty.
Only Han Wuxin was capable of escaping the eruption of power from a weapon the moment it entered his body. Even a Violet Palace Tang Jie with the ability to thought cast couldn't get this fast.
Having barely avoided a lethal blow, Han Wuxin had broken out in a cold sweat. His face flashed with ferocity as he waved his hand, and a pool of water appeared before him.
Reflected in the pool of water was none other than Tang Jie.
Han Wuxin stabbed the Phantom Blade into the water.
Tang Jie felt an intense pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw that a blade wound had appeared on his chest, and Han Wuxin was savagely smiling at him.
"Striking through reflections?" Nine Splendors was stunned, and as he shouted, the snake in his hand shot at Han Wuxin.
Han Wuxin simply chuckled and disappeared, reappearing elsewhere and once more stabbing the Phantom Blade, this time striking at the back of Tang Jie's head.
"Die!" Han Wuxin screeched.
The Phantom Blade let out a bone-ch
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Han Wuxin managed to extend his life for one more chapter, but not one more!