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!
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
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
Chapter 415: Killing the Ü-Tsang First Prince!
Transalted by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"Not good!"
In the crowd, Huang Qian-er's face instantly tensed up at this sight, her heart beginning to fiercely beat. The strength of the Ü-Tsang First Prince was not something Wang Chong could match, no matter what he said.
Old Eagle was also showing some concern.
Although he spoke calmly, he was no less nervous than Huang Qian-er.
And the crowd was also gasping in surprise.
"Heheheh, this brat is dead for sure!"
The horseman of the Tibetan diplomatic mission were gathered together, sneering as they watched Wang Chong like he was a corpse.
No one was optimistic about Wang Chong's chances, not even those who hoped to see the prince defeated. At this level, Wang Chong was no match for the Ü-Tsang First Prince.
"Hmph, you did this yourself. Don't blame me!"
In the building at the edge of the practice ground, a figure from the Chamberlain of Dependencies stood at the balcony, his hands resting on the railing as he chortled.
The Chamberlain of Dependencies could not deal with Wang Chong, but if Wang Chong sought death, they couldn't be blamed. Even if the Sage Emperor were here, he wouldn't be able to put this crime on their heads.
At this moment, probably the only person still confident in Wang Chong was himself.
Twenty zhang!
Ten zhang!
Eight zhang!
……
Time seemed to slow to a crawl for a moment. When Wang Chong was only six zhang from the Ü-Tsang First Prince, his clear eyes flashed with a cold light, and changes immediately began to take place.
Whoosh!
Wang Chong's palm shook and a cold light shot forward through the air. However, this cold light was not aimed at the prince, but at the light brown horse beneath him.
Bzzt!
In the blink of an eye, Wang Chong's peach-sized Stellar Energy Iron Cloak fell into the horse's open mouth and into its belly.
At such short distances, not even the Ü-Tsang First Prince had time to respond.
Swoosh!
Just when the two were about to collide, White-hoofed Shadow at
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