Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
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!
Xiao Chen was astonished; no wonder the six ice pillars reformed themselves so quickly. These six people worked together as one. They had the same Martial Spirit attribute, and even the same Martial Spirit. When they worked together, their might was sufficient to cause trouble for a Martial King.
“Ice!”
Duanmu Qing suddenly shouted lightly. A huge ice pillar suddenly appeared. The blue-clothed Martial Saint was instantly frozen inside the ice pillar; the ice pillar did not explode and break after.
“Hu!”
A yellow ancient book was thrown into the crowd. The instant before the blue-clothed Martial Saint was sealed in ice, he threw out the ancient Martial Technique manual.
The crowd immediately became disorderly, and many of the cultivators started fighting for the manual. The scene turned chaotic.
Duanmu Qing frowned and said in a cold voice, “Kill them all!”
After she spoke, her fine black hair turned white. A slender sword appeared in her hand, and there was not a shred of human emotion in her eyes. It was as though she were the grim reaper about to harvest the souls of people.
“Pu Ci!”
Miserable cries resounded in the crowd. Duanmu Qing led the six Martial Saints and ten Martial Grand Masters to charge into the crowd. They killed anyone they saw, showing no mercy.
“Run! This group of bitches has turned crazy!”
Blood and broken limbs flew everywhere. Cries of fear echoed everywhere. Duanmu Qing’s face was completely stained with blood. The crimson blood was reminiscent of beautiful flowers, adding a strange beauty to her.
“Hu!”
When the slender sword slashed down, there was no sound. A Martial Grand Master was sliced in half. Duanmu Qing remained expressionless as she withdrew her sword and stabbed the heart of the Martial Master before her.
The Martial Technique was not in the least gaudy; it was very straightforward. Every move was a killing move. Duanmu Qing was like a killing machine. Her movements were very precise, yet gave of a sense of beauty reminiscent of resplendent fireworks.
Lives withered in a blink, revealing their
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