Zhang Muzhi

The war of gods left the earth no winners, but a broken world.
Thousands of years later, the soul of the God of war created a new world from the ruins.
Nine reincarnations for the same one belief.
A youngster looked up at the starlit sky with his sword in hand.
Monsters, demons, evil persons…Whoever had the nerve to damage this world would end up dying.
To see how a youngster got onto the top of the world little by little, inherited the soul of the God of war, and defend his own world!

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The Brilliant Fighting Master

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It seemed in comparison as if Jiang Chen's fight against the fire dragon was just like playing. Of course, this wasn't really the case. And besides the eight groups of spiritual beings' Buddhist Power could only be used on a single person.

Returning to the main topic, the deformed Martial Saint flew around in the air, and, when he was about to fall down on the ground, a crackling sound similar to that of fried beans emanated from his body. However, the Martial Saint's injuries quickly recovered, and, after a short while, he was injury-free.

The Martial Saint flew into the air before the Sacred Lords' shocked gazes and said in a deep voice, "I have to ask you how many times can you use such a palm strike?" His ice-cold voice was filled with mockery, and he was ridiculing Jiang Chen.

The Blood Slave