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!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
There was no nonsense. There were no probing attempts. From the moment he struck, Li Qingshan was out to kill!
He was like a hungry tiger hunting for prey. With a glare, a roar, and a pounce, he unleashed all four innate abilities as one.
In that critical moment, Si Long’s expression changed. His gaze resembled a dragon’s as his sword-wielding hand suddenly stabilised, unleashing a flurry of shadows.
Clang! The sword and blade collided.
Si Long received the strike forcefully. He leaned backwards as the ground beneath him collapsed, spreading into the distance.
With the clash, the flying sparks illuminated two twisted faces. Killing intent, fury, and hatred clashed violently in that instant. The tiger eyes locked onto the dragon eyes as the blade pressed down viciously. A trickle of blood flowed down from the top of Si Long’s head. Fierce gales swepts in from all directions and slashed against his body, producing a series of metallic screeches. His dragon scales were like heavy armour, blocking the blades firmly.
The moment the force behind the blade ran out, he knocked it away viciously like a spring that had been compressed to the limit. His sword swept past Li Qingshan’s eyes who was completely exposed.
Bang! Li Qingshan was knocked away, hurtling through the air. A colourful, deep handprint appeared on his chest, together with intense pain.
Si Long was dishevelled, leaning against his sword and gasping for air. The blood flowed from his forehead to the corner of his lips. He felt lingering fear. If he had taken even half a step back just then, he would have been done for.
“Nice!” Li Qingshan grabbed the flesh on his chest and ripped it off viciously. Hot blood scattered on the frozen earth. His battle spirit burned like fire as he strode towards Si Long.
“You’ve already lost.” Si Long growled as a cruel smile formed on his lips.
Li Qingshan laughed aloud, but there was no sound. In the silence, there were only the sounds of wind and blades.
Si Long received him with a sneer.
Under the cold watch of the stars, they were like
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