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
Lan Shaobai, who was only a step away from quasi-Emperor, weaved through his opponents. However, there were too many of them.
With five quasi-Emperors surrounding Lan Shaobai, he immediately suffered a heavy attack when he got careless, causing him to vomit a large mouthful of blood.
After a few more attacks, Lan Shaobai could no longer move. The five quasi-Emperors captured him and tossed him to the back.
“Bang!”
The purple-clad youth immediately went over and ruthlessly kicked Lan Shaobai, forcing him to his knees.
“Aren’t you really powerful? In the past, you and that old fellow did not show me any respect. Let’s see if you dare to talk back this time.”
The purple-clad youth ruthlessly kicked him again.
Xiao Yu cried worriedly, “Stop hitting him! Stop hitting him!”
The purple-clad youth turned around and laughed as he looked at Xiao Yu. He said, “This is the result of you working for Xiao Chen. You don’t know what’s good for you. I told you several times already, but you refused to scram. Now, you don’t even have that opportunity anymore.”
Lan Shaobai’s face swelled up, and blood leaked from a corner of his lips. Earlier, when the five quasi-Emperors surrounded him, he already sustained severe injuries. Now, he was being humiliated like this, aggravating his injuries further.
However, Lan Shaobai did not show any intention of begging for mercy. When he saw that this person wanted to make a move on Xiao Yu, he shouted coldly, “If you dare to try touching her, I guarantee that even the Western Sea Divine Dragon Palace will not be able to protect you.”
“Since you are threatening me, then I will make a move on her. What are you going—”
Huan Qiuyu showed an uncertain expression. These two people were of unknown origin, and their Martial Techniques were very strange as well. He said coldly, “Enough. Stop messing around.”
The purple-clad youth seemed to harbor some fear of Huan Qiuyu. He did not dare to rebut and stopped trying to do something to Xiao Yu. However, he turned around and kicked Lan Shaobai again.
“You are
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