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

The moment he saw the duckweed disappear, Shu Guan understood the limits of his current strength.


He could indeed easily kill a cultivator at the Initial Recognition Realm Stage Nine, but when facing a real Fetal Movement Realm powerhouse, he was still not quite there.


Because his Duckweed Sword Flying Skill was one of his most deadly Daoist Skills, if it couldn't break the opponent's protective skill, other methods might not work either.


Of course, this was only Shu Guan's own strength, not including the birthday gifts left to him by the old lame man.


For example, the Giant Bull Horn Bow that could kill a Fetal Movement Realm powerhouse with one arrow.


Moreover, although Shu Guan's true strength was not yet a match for a Fetal Movement Realm powerhouse, it seemed difficult for an ordinary Fetal Movement Realm powerhouse to kill him.


Because when the duckweed landed on Gao Zhuo's body, Gao Zhuo's ice blades also flew at him like a rainstorm, slashing his body.


Chapter 139 Bull Ear Dagger_2