Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
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
Translated by StarveCleric
Edited by RED
Chapter 302: Eight Steps of the Furious Flood Dragon!
The fearsome, bloody edges weren't just directed toward Wang Chong. Even the others standing behind him were within its area of attack.
This was a habit of the Tongluo Tribe.
The members of the Tongluo Tribe would never hold back. As long as they could slaughter their enemies, they had no qualms regarding the means.
This was the same for duels amongst the members of the Tongluo Tribe themselves.
No one would hold back in a battle, so the fight between fellow Tongluo Tribe members tended to be extremely intense as well. In fact, there was a significant number of casualties each year as a result.
Abutong's move had embroiled everyone within it.
"This move won't work on me!"
Seeing the huge number of bloody edges sealing every single inch of space around him, Wang Chong began chuckling instead. In the next instant, without any warning, Wang Chong flicked his fingers, and sou!, sword qi that was as thin as a spider's net but extended over a length of a dozen zhang shot out from his ten fingers.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of sword qi were shot out, and all of them struck multiple bloody edges accurately.
The sharp bloody edges immediately broke apart like fragile glass upon encountering Wang Chong's sword qi. In just a few breaths, Wang Chong had already shattered all of the dangerous bloody edges in the air.
This was the result of Wang Chong's diligence during this period of time!
Wang Chong had continuously tempered his sword qi, compressing them and bulking them up over and over again... And the final result was that he was able to easily shoot a dozen sword qi from his fingers, and perfectly control the angle and force of every single one of them, as well.
Abutong's Tongluo secret art was formidable, but it was not worth a mention before Wang Chong's Art of Life Massacre.
Hong long!
Just as Wang Chong shattered every single bloody edges in the surroundings, a powerful fist suddenly tore through space and crushed down on him.
Abutong p
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