Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
“What a coincidence! This is my first time seeing human cultivators since coming to this graveyard half a year ago. I wonder, what does your blood taste like?”
The male Blood Demon revealed a cruel smile. Then, he turned into a beam of scarlet light and charged over.
Of the five people present, only Ling Feng seemed like a threat to the Blood Demon. However, he was only a minor threat, just a First Heaven Martial Emperor. The Blood Demon had killed many of such people.
“Go, I’ll block him!”
With one look, Ling Feng could tell that he was no match for this person. The other party’s cultivation was stronger than his by two Heavens, a Third Heaven Martial Emperor. Furthermore, the other party was a Demon royal clan genius; his talent would not be low, either.
In a situation of equal talents, cultivation became the standard for comparing combat prowess. If the other party were stronger by only one Heaven, Ling Feng would still be confident of fighting to a draw. With the other party two Heavens stronger, he would only be able to last one hundred moves.
However, if this group of junior brothers and junior sisters could flee far enough, he would be able to retreat after fighting for fifty moves.
Ling Feng drew his saber and chopped down the instant the beam of scarlet light shot out. A surging saber intent spread on the saber’s blade, stirring up a strong wind.
This saber strike was incredibly berserk, materializing a stormy mysterious phenomenon. Nine scarlet tornadoes appeared in the sky behind Ling Feng.
“Bang!”
The scarlet light moved back, and the Blood Demon revealed himself. Blood leaked out of a corner of his lips as he flew back and landed on a tombstone. Shock flashed in his eyes.
“There is no need to leave anymore. This Demon cultivator is not a match for Elder Brother Feng!”
Upon seeing this scene, Ling Feng’s juniors rejoiced, thinking that he had severely injured the Blood Race man, and charged over instead.
“Go back!”
This sight startled Ling Feng, causing him to shout anxiously.
Ling Feng used seventy per
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