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
The rest of the group watched as the daoist attacked. A trace of gloom flashed across someone's glabella, but he did not speak up to intervene. As foreign cultivators, they naturally had numerous conflicts among themselves. However, facing Chen Chao, this martial artist, they were all able to put aside their past grudges at this moment, and unite against the outsider.
The daoist came with unmasked killing intent; it was abnormally terrifying. Furthermore, it did not give Chen Chao much time to react at all.
The vast expanse of white mist was scattered in all directions by this powerful aura.
Suddenly, a voice rang out.
"Stop!"
A middle-aged man in a blue official robe appeared at the scene. Without seeing any action from him, he had already arrived between the two from afar. The blue official robe fluttered in the strong wind, making a rustling sound. But, the middle-aged official showed no signs of fear. Instead, he raised his palm, and countless qi surged from his sleeves at the same time to meet the daoist's killing move.
The palms of the two traversed through the endless qi, ultimately colliding. Two terrifying waves of energy instantly surged from their palms, spreading out in all directions. The middle-aged official's face resembled the surface of a lake being brushed by a strong wind; with waves rippling out layer by layer. The daoist's complexion, on the other hand, turned somewhat pale, and he involuntarily took several steps back before stabilizing himself not far away, although his body still could not resist swaying.
In their brief exchange, he had clearly fallen to a disadvantage. This time, the two did not use any magic artifacts or daoist spells; they relied solely on their cultivation realm. In other words, it compared their years of cultivation. But in this comparison, the middle-aged official evidently had the upper hand, displaying a steady aura that forcibly repelled the daoist.
"An academy cultivator?"
After that daoist stabilized himself, he looked at that middle-aged official with a
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