Chaotic Sword God
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
Zhan Yue
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 710: Some Flowers Bloom Only for One Person
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 359: Ring
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 452: Two Buses
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 709: Yun Jianyue Who Can't Be Imprisoned
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 66.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1388- Similar request
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 451: Two Paths
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1387- Compromise
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 08.03.1 - Late September's Whispers
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 358: Left
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 708: Who's The One Who Came From Hell
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 450: Granny Shen's Prediction
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 407 - Since You Refuse To Leave, Then Stay Forever
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1045: The Last Segment
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1386- Memory from his last life
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1385- Destined outcome
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 707: One Here, One There
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 449: This World is For You
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Daoist Qian Ji raised a hand, using a terrifying burst of qi to block Chen Chao. But in the blink of an eye, that qi was instantly shattered by Chen Chao's punch. The sound of it breaking was like a porcelain bowl hitting the ground.
Then Chen Chao punched directly into Daoist Qian Ji's chest. With a slight exertion of force, the qi in his body converged at a single point, then suddenly erupted.
Daoist Qian Ji's chest caved in.
A trickle of black blood trickled from the corner of Daoist Qian Ji's mouth. He frowned slightly, and his five fingers curled like claws, attempting to grab Chen Chao's throat.
But he was forced to take another punch from Chen Chao, which directly shattered that hand, exposing white bone.
Even though he had come so far, becoming an existence at the end of Nepenthe, in the face of a martial artist like Chen Chao who had forged his body to the absolute peak, his frail physique stood no chance of contending against him.
Black qi wrapped around Daoist Qian Ji's palm as he began to regenerate his arm, bit by b
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