Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.1: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 278: Control
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 357: Survival Based on Memories
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1234- Su Race
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3845: The Cloaked Old Man
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
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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