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Cao Xing knew nothing about what was happening in the chat channel.
Nor did he know that Wang Yu had broadcast the scene of Blood Legion ambushing him live to all the survivors on the server!
The viewer count had now surpassed ten million and was still rising frantically.
All kinds of comments flooded the screen.
Some were worried about Cao Xing's safety, some were gloating over his misfortune, and others were arguing. It was complete chaos.
Sword Hero shouted and swung the Fourfold Azure Cloud longsword in his hand, unleashing the Striking After the Opponent spell along with silver, green, and fiery red attributes.
He even smacked his lips twice in his sleep—or perhaps he was dreaming—and stuck out his tongue toward a grape.
"Liuli, are you all right?" Meng Jiang could not help but feel surprised when he saw that Xue Liuli looked calm and showed no fear of the cold wind.
In fact, Tang Zeng had begun making arrangements ever since he learned that the Soaring Cloud Tournament would begin in a month.
Whether he could truly become such an invincible existence remained unknown. For now, two figures gathered and ran through the hazy night at the same time, searching for clues. They arrived at a desolate hill. Who could these two be? One was Fang Xiaohui, while the other was none other than Master Huilian.
It seemed that he still knew his own limits, or perhaps Lu Kang's scheming nature had already taken deep root in his mind. He was certain Lu Kang would make a move.
The ground was covered in a mixture of blood and brain matter, impossible to tell apart. It was not only disgusting, but also deeply unsettling.
"Demon Thunder, I'll leave this to you." Lou Qianmo removed the Flame