Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Eight-Armed Heavenly King Meng Changlong stepped back several paces, steadying himself, his expression dark as he glared at the black-robed young man before him. Frowning, he asked, “Is your esteemed self intent on getting involved in this mess?”
Earlier, while in the crowd, he had heard about how this young man had killed the Lasting Joy Sect's young woman with a single move. Such skill suggested that he was at least a martial artist nearing the Great Beyond Realm.
Of course, for Meng Changlong, the most critical aspect was not the young man's cultivation realm but his background.
The fact that he could kill a member of the Lasting Joy Sect so brazenly was enough to prove that his origins were extraordinary. At least, it was certainly not something that a sect like the Lasting Joy Sect could easily handle.
In the White Deer Prefecture, Meng Changlong feared few in terms of cultivation realm. However, if the young man had an impressive background and a sufficiently powerful sect backing him, he was not someone he could provoke lightly.
Even if it was just a dragon passing by, one had to size it up carefully.
“Surely your esteemed self sees the situation clearly. Doesn't your esteemed self know what kind of scheme that old man had in mind?"
Meng Changlong sneered as he said, "Your esteemed self isn't related to him. Helping someone like him, isn't your esteemed self afraid he'll stab you in the back?”
Chen Chao looked at this Eight-Armed Heavenly King and smiled. “I wouldn't say we're entirely unrelated. If you insist on killing the Old Villa Master, why not lay out the situation clearly? If Fellow Daoist is in the right, I'll naturally back down.”
“There's nothing to discuss! Your Father is here to kill him and his son, to ensure that no one bearing the surname Yu remains in Divine Water Mountain Villa!”
Meng Changlong snorted coldly, his blood vitality surging violently.
Chen Chao said softly, “Then let's see if Fellow Daoist's fists are strong enough to kill me."
At this point, Meng Changlong stopped
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