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 tip of the scarlet spear was almost transparent as if it had been condensed from flames. It illuminated Ying Zhe’s twisted, fearful face. The surging flames stuck close to the spear, rising up from behind and producing a long tail of red light, still within the Scorching Fire Army God’s hand.
So what if he was the strongest of the twelve Demon Sovereigns? So what if Demon Sovereigns possessed tough physiques? Before absolute strength, they were as feeble as mortals.
They only needed an instant to be completely annihilated.
But in the next moment, the spear of fire froze mid-air, falling into a huge, black hand.
“Taowu’s” mountainous figure moved with unbelievable speed, such that it seemed absurd and wrong.
Almost at the same time, another two direct disciples perished. They had been slain before “Taowu” provided assistance.
He tightened his grip gently, and the spear of fire exploded violently. Waves of heat rolled out pressingly, and Ying Zhe fended them off miserably. His eyebrows and beard were singed off. He knew Tu Wancheng had done this intentionally, so he resented him even more, but he said nothing.
Li Liehuo’s heart suddenly sank. Tu Wancheng gazed at him and sneered. “Only you and I remain. If you get off your horse and surrender immediately, I might just spare your life.”
He directly dismissed the direct disciples, completely unworthy of any attention.
However, that definitely was not bravado. From the terrors of consecutive deaths, the direct disciples actually lost the courage to continue their attack on “Taowu”. They had been completely overwhelmed.
Those who were well off avoided all risks. What they possessed was beyond anything that a mortal could possess, so how could they let go of all that so easily? Just holding their ground persistently at a time like this was already very impressive of them.
Li Liehuo’s expression changed several times before he abruptly began to laugh aloud. Was Li Qingshan’s path supposed to be the real deal, while his was fake? If fire could not burn, then all that would remain
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