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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Chen Chao's strike would definitely be blocked, as it should be. He did not dwell on it much; he naturally knew that the middle-aged daoist before him was undoubtedly stronger than him. Moreover, at this moment, the qi within his body was almost depleted, and that aura was indeed weak to the extreme now.
This final strike still possessed the strength of a Nepenthe Realm cultivator, but after this strike, he would have no more possibilities.
The strike sliced through the endless gusts of wind and finally arrived at the cliff's edge. Its momentum had reached its exhaustion point and could no longer spread.
Chen Chao's figure also came to a halt here. The saber qi from his broken saber was still boundless, but it weakened like the ebbing tide after the spring tide.
The middle-aged daoist flicked his sleeve, dispersing some of the energy, and then asked, "Can you send out another strike?"
The middle-aged daoist looked at Chen Chao, the emotions in his eyes gradually dissipating. The current him was looking at Chen Chao akin to looking at a dead object; devoid of any emotion.
Chen Chao's complexion was pale. During the tide's rise, he could only sense the fluctuations, following the tide forward, oblivious to any so-called pain. But during the ebb, he truly felt the sharp shells rolled up in the previous surging tide, still cutting into his body.
The current him was in agony, his complexion deathly pale.
The identity of the young girl was unknown, but whoever she was, her methods were no different from trying to help the shoots grow by pulling them up; Chen Chao's body would suffer injuries. Although the immortal medicine's boundless vitality could protect his origin from serious damage, it was evident that it was only a slow and steady process. It was impossible to repair all of Chen Chao's injuries in an instant.
The middle-aged daoist looked at Chen Chao, as if he wanted to say something, but after a moment's thought, he shook his head.
At this point, there was nothing left to say.
Chen Chao looked at him,
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