Chapter Seventy-Six: The Feast of Gluttony

e are all on their deathbed.The Tianguo Sect suffered heavy losses on this side, and the cultivator alliance also suffered losses.Like cornered animals, they would fight desperately. What more so for...As for the casualties, the Juxing Sect is also compiling statistics.

Cao Ye looked at Dong Shuye with a sad face: "Senior brother, our casualties are quite heavy. Nearly sixty people have been killed since the war began."

Dong Shu was startled. "How is this so many" Even if the Jiuxingzong side wasn't a match for the Xuanmen, it wouldn't be right for such heavy losses to appear in just a few days.

Cao Ye said: "It's not that the Overmountain Tiger's doing. He always appears suddenly when the two sides are fighting, and many disciples have died because of him."

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"This damned thing!" Uncle Dong roared in anger, his face darkening. “Where are those few people at the fifth level of the sect” A furious roar boomed as a torrential wave of sword light swept in, each blade flashing and intersecting like the strokes of a calligraphy brush, cleaving through the void and bearing down on Blood...