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

At this moment, the "servant's" fist had not yet left Long Shu's chest, and on the edge of the fist wheel, there was a flash of purple-black light.


His fist was still three inches away from the "servant's" head, so it couldn't reach the top of the "servant's" head.


Long Shu then fell straight down from the air and crashed onto the stiff walnut-wood desk, convulsing violently before finally falling unconscious.


Today, in this study, if you don't count Shu Guan, the rest are the strongest among the second-generation disciples of the Seven Immortals Alliance of Jing City. The combined strength of the three would be enough to confront a typical Fetal Movement Realm expert.


But now, they were all defeated by the intruding servant in just a few seconds, with almost no chance to fight back.


The "servant" slowly retracted his fist.


He looked down at Long Shu, who was unconscious on the desk, and then at his own fist.


Chapter 176: Why Didn't You Stop Me_3