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
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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 313: Neighbourhood Committee
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 235: Deep Water
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1152- Final thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1151- Name your price
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 317 - Poison Star Ring Is Sometimes Scarier Than Corpse Explosion
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3824: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Assistance
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 7
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 609: Buddhist Teachings Is Everywhere
In the endless wind and snow, this sentence sounded particularly harsh.
Everyone present heard it clearly.
Even though Wei Xu was being scolded, and even if he knew the person berating him was someone he never particularly liked, he still let out a sigh of relief.
A beam of sword light followed the voice, dazzling within the storm, as if it would slice open the entire heaven and earth at that very moment!
Without a doubt, that was a sword cultivator.
And the only sword cultivator who could appear here, disregard the academy and the Dean, and openly scold someone like this could only be Liu Banbi.
Liu Banbi might still carry traces of a scholar's demeanor, but his sword did not.
His sword was like the most biting wind and snow of the Northern Frontier - cold, piercing, and deadly.
This was the Sword Dao Liu Banbi had cultivated after spending many years in the Northern Frontier, killing countless demons.
His sword may not be the finest sword, but it was certainly the deadliest in the world today.
Because he trained the sword solely to kill demons, to kill more demons.
That was why Liu Banbi's sword was like this.
Unyieldingly fierce, carrying the purest, most direct killing intent.
That sword light streaked across the sky like a brilliant meteor, ultimately crashing into the giant hand.
Then, for a brief moment, the world fell silent.
The giant hand dissipated, turning into wind and snow that fell back down, blending seamlessly with the world.
A swordsman in a green slowly emerged from the snowstorm.
He held a sword in hand, with a blade of wild grass between his lips that he had found from who knows where. He spat it out and cursed loudly toward the distance, “Wei Xu, all your life, you've just been reading those damn useless books! What good are they?”
Wei Xu frowned but still responded calmly, "Say that to Teacher."
Liu Banbi sneered, “I'm scolding you, not Teacher!”
Wei Xu remained silent.
Liu Banbi walked over to Xie Nandu, then looked up at the enormous dharma idol and clicked his tongue,
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