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
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 316: Ghost Face
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 238: Beep
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1158- Jumping into the river
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
The dazzling firelight poured out every single window of the Scorching Fire hall like a torch, illuminating the black clouds, melting the flying snow, and attracting the attention of countless soldiers.
“I will burn you to ash!”
Li Liehuo ground his teeth. His eyes glowed like cinders and scorching flames surged out from his every pore, twisting the air like he had become a god of fire as he approached Li Qingshan step by step.
Li Qingshan raised his head slightly and smiled. “What if I’m telling the truth?”
“Then I’ll let you be the captain!”
Within the furious bellow that resembled a fire dragon’s roar, Li Liehuo lunged over. Only sixty metres separated them, but he immediately accelerated into a blazing meteor, about to destroy Li Qingshan completely.
Swoosh!
With a wave of his hand, a great flag whistled out. He grabbed the pole that was as thick as a column. The black flag rippled in the heat waves, displaying the word that was written on there—massacre!
Li Liehuo suddenly came to a halt. He widened his eyes and stared at the flag. Clearly, this was not the first time he had seen it. That was the main flag to the central army led by the commander of Cold Blood pass, Tu Wancheng!
TL: Tu Wancheng means to massacre a myriad of cities. Massacre is essentially Tu Wancheng’s surname.
Who knew how much blood and dead souls had been used to refine the flag, and who knew how many battles it had gone through. Even though it had been sliced in half along the pole, the brutal army qi of slaughter still lingered on it. It definitely could not be a fake.
“This is impossible!”
“Calm down, or you’re going to burn it, and I’ll be left with no evidence.”
Li Qingshan blew out some of the sparks on the flag. He had casually found this in the vast expanse of ruins. He could sense the exceptional aura inside, so he brought it back with him.
Li Liehuo snatched over the flag and studied it with his scorching gaze. He noticed the smooth cut on the pole, and his eyes immediately lit up. “Xuanwu blade aura! Hah, Chao Tianjiao gave this to you, didn’t
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