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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
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
The sound of something breaking came from the ground, loud and clear.
It should be Qin Ming’s nose. Xiao Chen had stomped down on the Dragon God Crown Prince’s face without restraint.
For Qin Ming, just having a broken nose was already a blessing among misfortunes. At least, he still had his head.
Anyhow, the Dragon God Crown Prince was a 3-Vein Sovereign Emperor of the Golden Dragon Race. It was quite difficult to crush his head with one stomp.
“Ah!”
No one knew what Qin Ming thought, but this scene immediately stupefied Tuoba Yun, who was fighting Senior Feng, and Xiahou Wu and Bai Yunfei, who were fighting Hao Kai, making them show stunned expressions.
This was the Dragon God Crown Prince, an outstanding talent who could easily defeat a regular 4-Vein Sovereign Emperor.
How could Qin Ming get defeated in such a miserable manner, ending up getting his face trampled without being able to move?
Retreat.
At the sight of this scene, these people’s mental states wavered. Clearly, they could not continue this battle.
Furthermore, there was such a strong Xiao Chen here, so they had to reevaluate the situation.
Tuoba Yun, Xiahou Wu, and Bai Yunfei retreated and stood together. As they watched Xiao Chen trample on Qin Ming, they did not dare to act rashly.
These two Sovereign Emperors had fought, turning the place alternately dark and bright and nearly destroying Black Wind Ridge.
Now, a temporary calm appeared as both sides faced each other.
Xiao Chen did not move, either. He sensed the strong auras of a group of people not far away, rushing over at lightning speed. There was no need to guess; it was the Thirteenth Prince’s group.
“Whoosh!”
A beam of silver light flashed before Xiao Chen’s eyes, moving like a phantom and disappearing in a flash.
Not showing any fear, Xiao Chen tilted his body to the side and threw a palm strike.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The silver light flashed endlessly around Xiao Chen. Every time he launched a palm strike, a berserk dragon roar shook the surroundings.
The two exchanged more than one hundred moves in mere mome
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