Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
The mob that rushed forward with blazing auras stopped. They had shocked expressions as they did their best to hold on to their sabers, which were struggling to escape their grips.
Half a move, Xiao Chen used only half a move. This group was originally very confident, spurred on by the promised reward. However, they were forced into a state where they could neither advance nor retreat. They could only miserably resist the saber intent.
Within the half-step Martial Monarch realm, Xiao Chen was almost unrivaled. The person with the highest cultivation in this group was an Inferior Grade Martial King. Xiao Chen was already showing them a lot of respect by using half a move.
This respect was on account of their being from the same sect and their use of sabers as well. Otherwise, he would not even have drawn his saber at all.
“Xiu!”
Xiao Chen moved his hand forward, pulling the pitch-black Lunar Shadow Saber completely out of the scabbard. A dazzling, resplendent purple light appeared as a boundless saber intent spread out.
“Sou! Sou! Sou!”
The whole group lost their grips on their sabers entirely. Their sabers soared into the air and circled above them.
“Saber intent! This is saber intent!” the Biyun Peak disciples exclaimed in quivering voices, obvious fear on their faces, as they quickly retreated.
Xiao Chen maintained a calm expression. Turning to face the fleeing Song Qianhe in the distance, he pointed his saber. Then, an overwhelming killing intent poured out from his eyes, and the air seemed to solidify.
The killing intent was bone-chilling. Locked down by Xiao Chen’s state of massacre, Song Qianhe felt like his legs were filled with lead, like they weighed a ton and he could not move a step.
“Bang!”
That killing intent poured into Song Qianhe’s chest and pervaded his whole body. His chest felt extremely uncomfortable and his legs trembled. His eyes filled with horror.
After a while, Song Qianhe could no longer endure, plopping down to his knees. Doing his best to resist the pressure in his mind, he supported him
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