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
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
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 blue-robed quasi-Emperor’s forehead lit up as he threw a palm strike. A bright light exploded out behind him as his Heavenly Laws surged, preparing to enter the void to force out Lan Shaobai.
When this energy struck Lan Shaobai, he vomited a large mouthful of blood.
“The spatial talent of the Asura Race is really difficult to deal with. If I allow you to grow some more, I won’t be able to do anything to you. However, you can die now!”
The blue-robed quasi-Emperor locked down space with his Heavenly Laws. Lan Shaobai could no longer flee. It looked like this quasi-Emperor’s palm strike would land on Lan Shaobai, and the consequences would be dire.
Just as the blue-robed quasi-Emperor’s palm wind hit Lan Shaobai, an incredibly enormous shadow shrouded the world.
A great wind blew. It was a legendary Holy Beast, the Kun Peng, with its wings spread out and covering the sky.
Xiao Chen transformed into a Kun Peng and flung out his arms, spreading his wings. Then, he threw a punch, charging over to the front.
The intent that he materialized consisted of only one word—hatred. Hating the sky for being too low, hating the low sky, only hating the sky for being too low and not allowing me to fly high enough!
Xiao Chen executed the Kun Peng Fist. He soared up, spreading wings. Although he attacked later, by using the might of hatred, he intercepted the blue-robed quasi-Emperor’s attack on Lan Shaobai.
How strong was a quasi-Emperor’s attack? It stirred up winds and clouds, moving the world.
A large amount of water billowed up, giving rise to a storm. A strong force barreled out, the subsequent waves tossing the surrounding warships into the air and sending them tumbling over.
Even the Dragon’s Gate’s warship became airborne, but it did not roll over.
After punching, Xiao Chen retreated a hundred steps on the water. With each step, he dissipated some of the force from the clash. Waves rose and fell. The fluctuating energy could easily annihilate a city.
The Heavenly Laws merged with the world. By lifting his hand, this quas
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