Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 42: Mandarin!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 760- Job Merge Scroll
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Chapter 199: Library of Wapeng
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Chapter 198: Sharing a Drink (2)
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 899 - Astonishing Zero Wing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 759- Swift victory
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.08 - Northern District's Haze
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 163: Battle Supplies
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 415: After Killing, Go Up The Mountain
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 41: Too Many
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 758- War Manuscript
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 898 - A Talented Subject Knows the Right Leader to Serve
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 757.5- Gamble part 2
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.07 - Northern District's Haze
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 40: Those On the Fence
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3724: Ancestor Ling Perishes
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 162: All-Purpose Handyman
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 414: I Only Want to Kill People Before the Rain Stops
Experts!
These were true assassination experts. This sort of group required at least ten years, possibly even several decades, to develop such rapport with each other.
Moreover, it required the investment of countless resources. Just simply based on these eighteen people, an unfathomably large faction lay behind them.
Nurturing eighteen people like this required even more resources—countless times more—than hiring a Star Venerate expert.
Resources had a price, but time was priceless.
Not everyone had the ability to spend more than ten-odd years to nurture such deathsworn warriors.
There had to be a huge faction behind these people, with specialized people and teams to carry out systematic training.
Light and shadow flickered, shifting between black and white.
Countless sword shadows charged at Xiao Chen, stabbing at him, chopping down at him, or swinging left and right.
Up, down, left, right, front, and back—there was no gap in coverage.
“Dang! Dang! Dang!”
Xiao Chen drew his saber, and his feet did not move at all. He remained calm as the saber in his hand moved nonstop.
The saber and swords clashed, raising a constant clangor that sounded very startling.
This was like an inescapable net. The net of attacks, which did not let anything through, ended in the blink of an eye.
However, another wave of attacks soon followed, not giving one a chance to catch their breath.
Light and shadow filled the world. This three-dimensional formation filled with layers of sword images.
From an onlooker’s perspective, the sword images formed a huge ball.
After eighteen rounds, the images retracted with Xiao Chen entirely untouched.
After the half-year of experiential training, Xiao Chen’s saber skills already reached a whole new level.
With a wave of Xiao Chen’s hand, his saber light could easily encase a place. With one move, he could easily block multiple combined attacks.
However, the situation still did not look optimistic.
Xiao Chen felt that this complicated and profound formation was just the start. There were other more in
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