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

And when that "crack" sound of the bowstring that seemed like it came from hell and made people despair rang out for the sixth time, the remaining men in black finally broke down. At that moment, they had actually charged to a place only about twenty meters away from Shu Guan. Unfortunately, no one had the courage to charge forward, so they chose to turn around and flee.


At the corner of Shu Guan's mouth, there finally appeared a hint of a mocking smile.


In this world, the samurai of the Xuri Empire have always been known for their fearlessness of death, regarding dying in battle as the supreme honor, and pride themselves on "with courage, the imperial warriors of the empire are unparalleled in the world".


Perhaps at this moment, he himself didn't even realize how "terrifying" he was.


Chapter 208: 20 Arrows_3