Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Chapter 1074: Divine Prison Army!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"Milord, it's one of the Arabs' top-class armies!"
Kong Zi-an turned to Wang Chong with a deeply worried face. Others had yet to notice, but Kong Zi-an had noticed at a glance that the army that had appeared on the left flank was not made of ordinary elites. This was a powerful existence on par with the Iron Wall Army. No ordinary soldiers could possibly stop it.
"Zhao Fengchen!" Wang Chong immediately said without turning his head, his eyes coldly flashing.
"Yes, Milord!"
Zhao Fengchen turned his head and glared at the heavily armored soldiers on the left flank. With a wave of his hand, he charged forward.
"Xuanwu Army, hear my orders! Follow me!"
In the blink of an eye, the eight thousand soldiers of the Xuanwu Army had departed from behind Wang Chong.
Mere moments later, a bestial roar came from the rear of the Arab army.
The Arab cavalry behind the thousand-some Silver Behemoths that were frenziedly charging at the three thousand soldiers of the Divine Martial Army suddenly acted like they had encountered some mighty flood, and began to run off to the sides.
At almost the same time, Wang Sili's mind trembled as if he had sensed something. Raising his head and looking at the origin of the disturbance in the Arab ranks, Wang Sili clearly saw clouds of bloody mist rapidly charging in his direction. Even though he couldn't see anything in this bloody mist, he could sense an unprecedentedly terrifying killing intent.
"Everyone, hear my order! Assemble the soldiers and stand ready!"
Clang!
The crisp cry of a scimitar resounded through the sky. Before Wang Sili had any time to investigate, a figure leapt out of the distant Arab army like a ghost, drawing an arc over the battlefield as it descended with thunderous momentum at Wang Sili.
Clang!
A strand of sharp saber energy as thin as a hair flickered toward him. When Wang Sili had first noticed this man, he was still more than one hundred feet in the air, but now, the man an
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