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
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 282: Truth and Madness
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 204: Stairs
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1095- Barbecued bird
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 910: Searching
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 909: Completion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1094- Flame
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 579: The Sky is Already Dark
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 203: Disciples
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 281: Break
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1093.5- Bet 100 thousaand (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 908: Heavenly Wrath
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1093- Bet 100 thousaand
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 74: Not The Only One That Can Scale Walls
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 10: That Day, Thunderbuzz Welcomes Its New King
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 578: A Storm is Coming
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1092- Free competition
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 202: Knowledge
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 280: The Man in the Mirror
"Retreat! Hurry and retreat!"
"Prepare to defend!"
"Hurry and send reinforcements! Stop them!"
At the intersection of the 'V', the Arab forces were in panic. This development was clearly something they had not anticipated.
"Young Master! Our army is coming! We're saved!"
Sword Ghost, his body covered in wounds and blood, grabbed Li Junxian in joy.
For generations, the Confucian Sect's goal had been to stop war, but this time, none of them could escape it.
The Confucian Sect had made the mistake, so the Confucian Sect had to bear the consequences. When the center was on the verge of collapsing, everyone had heard Li Junxian's order and charged into the front line without the slightest hesitation, each of them ready to die in battle.
In this fierce battle against ten times their number, the Confucian Sect had sacrificed much, with many of their martial brothers falling under the hooves of the Arabian steeds, but in the end, they had managed to hold out until reinforcements arrived.
"The battle's not over, so it's not yet time to relax. Gather all our members and get ready to deploy elsewhere!"
Li Junxian panted for breath as he extracted his sword from the chest of an Arab general.
The holy sword of the Confucian school was drenched in blood, as was Li Junxian's snow-white robe. 'A gentleman does not kill.' From the first-generation leader of the Confucian Sect until now, Li Junxian was probably the first leader of the Confucian Sect to enter the battlefield like a general and stain his hands with blood. He had killed numerous Arab horsemen in this battle.
A fierce gust of wind carried with it the thick scent of blood. Li Junxian raised his head, his expression so calm that it seemed numb. Those eyes that were once dazzlingly sharp and brimming with energy were like ancient wells, devoid of both happiness and sorrow.
"Senior Brother!"
Cracks resounded in the air as the white-robed girl, Elder Song, Bamboo Mirror, and the other experts of the Confucian Sect gathered around Li Junxian. When she saw Li Junxian's eyes, t
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