Wu Siliu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it.
After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter.
On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. 
Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. 
On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. 
This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. 
The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

I Came From The Xanadu

Qiu Yang held the rifle in his hand and fought with the man in black in front of him.


The man in black also used a sword, but fortunately, Qiu Yang's rifle was made of a special material, otherwise it would have been cut off by the sharp sword in the man's hand.


It was also fortunate that this man in black was only a cultivator in the Energy-Introducing Realm, so Qiu Yang could still hold his rifle and fight with him for a while.


Qiu Yang and An Zichun were not good at fighting, and if they lost the advantage of long-range shooting, Qiu Yang wouldn't even be a match for An Zichun.


Of course, this doesn't mean that they don't have a place in the team of disciples from Shanyi Temple, it's just that their value doesn't lie in direct combat.


Chapter 67: The Mysterious Man in Black