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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 217: Stone Paintings
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 295: Twelve People
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1120- Team buff
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 921: Annihilating an Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1119- Drifting Gold Eyes
Lu Ping released his last talisman treasure to hinder the five Late Blood Condensation Realm cultivators. Just as he was about to turn around and escape, a Mid Blood Condensation Realm cultivator from Xuan Ling Sect suddenly leapt out from the side.
The Xuan Ling Sect cultivator’s speed was extremely fast and was not any slower than typical Late Blood Condensation Realm cultivators.
A flying sword raced towards Lu Ping with the cultivator's full arcane energy. Lu Ping reacted by casually raising his Water Avoidance Shield. The flying sword collided with the crystal shield, but was only able to cause it to shake, nothing more.
Lu Ping looked towards the direction of the flying sword and saw it came from Zhang Wei-Qing, who had lost to him terribly on Fei Ling Island. At present, Zhang Wei-Qing had advanced into the Mid Blood Condensation Realm and was looking at Lu Ping with a resentful and shocked expression on his pale face.
Lu Ping didn't have time to pay attention to how Zhang Wei-Qing was able to strike faster than Late Blood Condensation Realm cultivators. He hurriedly cast the Auspicious Cloud and disappeared in a flash of bright light, into the night sky.
Zhou Wei-Long and the others looked in the direction Lu Ping had fled, with a complicated look on their faces. They hadn’t expected that even with more than a dozen Mid and several Late Blood Condensation Realm cultivators in an encirclement, they would let an Early Blood Condensation Realm cultivator slip from their hands.
If word got out, they would all become huge laughing stocks.
Zhou Wei-Long said viciously, "My anger will not be quenched without seeing this brat dead. If people find out what happened here, we await endless derision from others in our sects. They will say that we cannot even handle an Early Blood Condensation Realm brat. Damn it! However, the most important thing right now is to escape from Zhen Ling Sect."
Zhou Wei-Long sighed in resentment while the other cultivators also had difficult looks on their faces.
Senior Martial Brother Zha
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