King of Torch

A false Sword Saint: Faintly discernible Martial Art and a matchless Sword Art. Killing one man with every ten steps, no traces left behind in ten miles.
A genuine Sword Saint: A deep and resounding bloodline, peerless strength, an inexhaustible power and one chop to destroy the world. 
This is the story of a Swords Saint taking the path of a tank who cuts everything down on his path. 

Sword Saints Should Go Tank

    "Five hundred thousand, that's a lot."


  This was the highest amount of mastery points Lu Chen had ever earned in one go. Of course, the God's avatar was also the most difficult enemy Lu Chen had ever faced.


  However, now wasn't the time to think about this. When the Grim Reaper was completely destroyed, four brilliant radiances burst out from where the Grim Reaper had fallen and flew in all directions at high speed.


   divinity, sun, death, desert, monster! 


  The 4 divine attribute points drove Lu Chen crazy. He immediately rushed forward while Lin Ye flew out with his five swords and captured all the 4 divine attribute points back.


  Lu Chen shrugged his shoulders.  hey, if you're going to make a move, you should've just told me. I've wasted my time here. 


  "You're the one who rushed in too fast. Here."


1.2 million experience points