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
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
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
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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