Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 70: Rumor Has It
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 797- War between races
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 920 - Zero Wing's Blade
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 796- Another win
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 06.06 - Whale Song
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 172: Spectator Forces
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 69: The Roman Highlight
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 433: Even Death Can't Atone for His Crimes
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3732: A Grand Exalt Intervenes
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 795- Yellow Ball's pride
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 919 - Primordial Dragon's Blessing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 794- level five Gilded Cannibal Flower
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 06.05 - Whale Song
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 939: Fu Sheng's Heir
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 432: Borrow Your Head
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 68: It’s Still Raining
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 793- Close combat
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 918 - Nineteenth Goddess Tablet
Seeing the blue flames appear on Hui Yue’s body, the Saint was somewhat shocked. He was a Saint, and he knew that blue flames were incredibly rare. They were something which required a lot of energy to create, and these flames were far more dangerous than the ordinary red flames most experts controlled.
A smile slipped onto the Saint’s face as he looked at the young wolf-man who was completely covered in blue flames. The Saint’s hand heavily gripped the handle of the war hammer, and his eyes glistened with interest as he looked at the younger man in front of him. “It seems as though you have many secrets,” the Saint said as he licked his lips in excitement. “It makes sense that you are the Grand Marshall since you have so many secrets. Not to mention, this type of power. How could you have become so much stronger than you were just moments ago?” he asked acting as though they were acquaintances meeting for the first time with a polite interest in one another not as two experts meeting in the middle of a battlefield.
Being asked all these questions, Hui Yue remained silent. Although his opponent seemed relatively relaxed and chatty, he had the strength to behave that way. Hui Yue, on the other hand, was running on Lan Feng’s strength, something which had a limit.
Seeing that Hui Yue had no intention of answering, the tall Saint sighed deeply as if someone had taken away his greatest pleasure. His previously cheerful expression turned slightly sour as he started to twirl the war hammer in a circle as though it was light as a feather. His face now no longer showed happiness. Instead, it was filled with annoyance.
“I truly hope that you have something hidden up your sleeve,” the Saint said, his voice now low and threatening, his entire demeanor completely different from what it had been moments before. “I don’t know what it means to take it easy. I will be going at you with everything I have,” he said as he observed the hammer in his hand, something which made Hui Yue feel slightly worried. Although he was in beast for
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