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
Xiao Chen did not give the Liu Clan First Elder any time to think. He said coldly, “I will count to three. Disappear by then. If you do not believe me, you can try betting. See whether I really dare to trample this trash to death or not.”
“One, two…”
“Let’s go!”
The Liu Clan Elders looked at Liu Feng, whose face twisted in pain, and Xiao Chen, who overwhelmed him from the very start. They did not dare to continue betting on this.
It had not been even ten minutes since Xiao Chen appeared. With just a few words, the experts of the Liu Clan, even the grandmaster-level Martial Sage, all retreated.
Such a scene dumbfounded not only all the Mo Clan cultivators on the deck but even Mo Chen in the control room.
Xiao Chen glanced at the unconscious Uncle Wang and tossed out a Sage Grade Medicinal Pill for treating injuries. He said, “Have him consume that. Otherwise, if he remains injured too long, it will leave a perennial problem.”
As the Purple Cloud Warship proceeded forward, the four Liu Clan Elders followed anxiously, walking on water. They had fearful expressions, but they could not do anything.
After half a day, three large warships flying the Mo Clan’s banner appeared on the horizon. The Mo Clan’s reinforcements had arrived.
Xiao Chen raised his leg and kicked Liu Feng, who was in so much pain that he was half-dead, off the warship.
The Liu Clan Elders following the Purple Cloud Warship quickly stretched out their hands and caught him. When they saw the Mo Clan warships approaching from the distance, they knew their operation had failed and could not wait any longer.
“Dare I ask for this friend’s great name?!” the Liu Clan First Elder asked in a quivering voice while murderous intent surged in his eyes.
Xiao Chen smiled and replied, “My name is Wen Ziran. My name will never change, nor will my family name. If you have any grudges, pile it all on me, Wen Ziran!”
This was the only name that he could think of on the spot since he could not use the pseudonym “Ye Chen” in the Heavenly Starry Ocean.
“Very good. Wen Ziran
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