Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Chapter 1585: Imminent Conflict!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Dingdingding!
Countless bolts of Sword Qi resounded like musical notes as they exploded toward Wang Chong.
Gong, Shang, Jue, Zhi, Yu1—as expected, the Confucian Sect has some good things!
Sitting on his horse, Wang Chong squinted his eyes, utterly unaffected by the Shao Music. With his current level of Psychic Energy, the things that could affect him were few and far between, and Shao Music was not one of them.
"It's a good art! Alas, the user's martial arts are lacking!"
With this indifferent comment, Wang Chong opened his eyes, opened his right hand, and reached with deceptive speed into the air.
Bang!
There was a thunderous boom, and a moment later, everyone could see that Wang Chong's palm had firmly grasped a silver-white sword out of the empty air.
This sharp sword seemed like nothing but a wooden cudgel in Wang Chong's hand, and it was completely frozen in the air. And Sword Ghost, who was holding the sword, was also frozen in a strange posture, his head facing down and his feet facing up like he was nailed in place.
"How is this possible?"
Sword Ghost's eyes flashed, a look of extreme shock on his face as he stared at the young noble on horseback.
He had used the fiercest of Sword Qis, and not even steel could endure this blow. But Wang Chong had caught his sword like an eagle snatching a chick. Sword Ghost was even more shocked because he knew that this terrifying assassination art was bursting with explosive Stellar Energy.
For Wang Chong to catch the sword barehanded was an incredibly foolish action.
But only now did Sword Ghost realize that when his Shao Music Sword Qi clashed with Wang Chong, the Stellar Energy was all devoured, unable to cause even a small ripple.
It was like Wang Chong's body was a bottomless pit.
There was nothing normal about this, and not even within the Confucian Sect had Sword Ghost encountered anything so bizarre.
There was only one explanation…
Wang Chong was far stronger t
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