The musketeer Kevin was dressed in the image of a Western cowboy, sitting lazily in the corner and looking at the big screen in the base indifferently.
Everyone present looked at him with extreme respect.
In terms of strength, Kevin could rank among the top five among the killers in the base!
Noticing that everyone was looking at him, Kevin pulled down the brim of his hat and explained indifferently.
The defective potion was like a stimulant. The user could briefly possess powerful strength, but the ability would fade over time, and it would also cause certain damage to the body.
The completed potion was different. Not only could one obtain the ability permanently, but it also imposed almost no burden on the human body.
All the killers present fell silent, and their faces turned gloomy.
You know, at the beginning, the reward from the Heaven Organization was to inherit Gabriel's seat and obtain a bottle of the completed potion!
This completed potion was specially tailored for the twelve leaders.
There were a total of twelve bottles!
However, Sadokiel, one of the twelve leaders, didn't have the completed potion and still relied on the defective potion to gain strength!
Then, could it be that the Heaven Organization was using us as guns?
A killer asked in a deep voice.
Kevin shook his head and said, "The probability is not high. Unless the Heaven Organization is suicidal, there are conservatively estimated to be four or five hundred killers coming for the potion this time.
But if they are really playing with everyone like dogs, the Heaven Organization won't be far from death!"
After hearing this, the others' expressions eased a little, and they continued to watch the battle.
By the way, Sadokiel is already very powerful, and now he has injected the potion. Will the Boss...
He will definitely lose. Alas, let's collect his body later.
Since we're all in Daxia, let's have a banquet in the way of the Daxia Kingdom. It's worth knowing each other.
The killers were talking.
They even chose a nice cemetery for An Yi.
At this time, An Yi didn't know that his battle had been broadcast live in the base.
Looking at Sadokiel across from him, who exuded a beastly aura, An Yi played with the red Soulless Dagger in his hand.
Obviously, he couldn't use the big - bearded man's mediocre moves to fight Sadokiel now.
Moreover, the broadsword was broken!
Whoosh!
Sadokiel rushed towards An Yi like the wind.
He was so fast that an ordinary person could only see a vague after - image.
Flame Step!
Flames rose from An Yi's feet, and he fought against Sadokiel at an extremely fast speed.
The Soulless Dagger clashed head - on with the blade of the scimitar!
Clang!
Sparks flew everywhere!
"This weapon is good!"
Sadokiel complimented, with terrifying red bloodshot eyes, looking like a beast exuding a terrifying aura.
"Thank you for the compliment!"
An Yi parried Sadokiel's scimitar.
His casual look became serious.
Recently, his strength had increased greatly. He originally thought he could toy with these so - called world - class top - notch experts.
But now it seemed that it wasn't that easy.
Returning Dragon Slash!
An Yi's Soulless Dagger turned into a clear light and stabbed at Sadokiel!
Unexpectedly, Sadokiel didn't mean to avoid it at all.
The scimitar in his hand still slashed at An Yi's abdomen without hesitation!
He wanted to fight head - on!
An Yi instantly understood his intention.
The Soulless Dagger turned into a sharp streamer and directly cut off one of his arms.
And Sadokiel's scimitar also split An Yi's body in half at the waist.
Blood spurted!
An Yi covered his half - cut waist and quickly tore his clothes to wrap it up, otherwise his wound would be exposed when it healed later.
This head - on confrontation amazed all the killers in the base.
As killers, most of them were experts in using daggers.
Naturally, they could see how amazing An Yi's Returning Dragon Slash was.
Sadokiel grinned and showed a smile, letting the blood gush out wildly from his arm.
Now that his arm was cut off, there would be a backlash when the potion's power dissipated later.
Moreover, this was the lair of the Rakshasa Organization.
Sadokiel was sure that he was doomed.
But before he died, if he could take this bald man named Ito Jiro down with him, his mission would be completed.
Looking at Sadokiel's determined look of death, An Yi also became serious for once.
This old uncle was fighting him with the belief of certain death.
Pitiful and lamentable!
An Yi waved his hand, and the ring turned into a black long sword in his hand.
Sadokiel held the scimitar with one hand, and his eyes were still venomous!
At this time, the power of the potion had reached its peak, and this was when he was the most powerful.
The first form of the Nine Swords of Dragon Slaying, "Parting Sorrow"!
An Yi swung the sword, and a huge crescent - shaped sword arc split from the sword body.
Sadokiel held the scimitar and wanted to resist!
But the terrifying killing intent on it made him not have the courage to resist at all.
He didn't hesitate and dodged instantly!
But the majestic sword energy still grazed his body, leaving a bloody mess on his back.
The sword momentum didn't decrease and split towards the woods behind!
A row of trees were cut evenly and fell down in a row, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Instantly, all the killers in the base were shocked.
Even Kevin, who was playing with the revolver, looked solemn.
The power of this sword was so terrifying!
Sadokiel's expression was serious, and a cold sweat broke out on his back. Then his pupils suddenly shrank.
Just at this time, there were blue - purple fine electric arcs lingering in the air!
The fourth form of the Nine Swords of Dragon Slaying, "Thunder"!
An Yi took a slight breath. Thunder lingered on the sword body, and his eyes became sharp.
Suddenly, his figure shot out like a bullet from a gun and rushed towards Sadokiel.
Clang!
Sadokiel raised the scimitar horizontally and blocked An Yi's sword tip with the blade.
An Yi was slightly surprised.
The thunder - wrapped Thunder Strike was actually blocked by Sadokiel!
This was the first time!
"Amazing!"
Sadokiel exclaimed, with a complex look in his eyes.
Perhaps, their era was coming to an end!
He knew very well that if this organization called Rakshasa continued to develop, it would pose a threat to the Heaven Organization!
Therefore, he came all the way to Daxia to nip this hidden danger in the bud.
But he didn't expect that even though he had taken it seriously, he still underestimated the opponent's strength.
An Yi stepped back. Sadokiel, who had taken the Thunder Strike head - on, had blood seeping from his arm, his blood vessels were bursting, and he could hardly hold the scimitar.
In the base.
The killers stopped talking after seeing this scene and were completely immersed in An Yi's strength.
They had good eyesight.
Now Sadokiel was at the end of his rope!
One person single - handedly overpowered one of the twelve leaders of the Heaven Organization!
Who could believe that the ordinary - looking bald and bearded man on the screen was such a powerful person!
An Yi drew his sword and said leisurely, "Blame yourself for choosing the wrong opponent."
The fifth form of the Nine Swords of Dragon Slaying, "Autumn Trace"!
Different from the previous four forms, the fifth sword was completely silent.
It was like the autumn leaves falling silently, extremely quiet, without a single ripple.
Sadokiel curled his lips into a faint smile. He couldn't even feel the pain from this sword.
But he was doomed.
The black sword blade had silently cut across his throat, and blood spurted out.
Thud!
Sadokiel fell to the ground.
"Rest in peace, Husky!"
An Yi sheathed his sword and said indifferently.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
