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

In a trance, she saw the young man raise his arms himself.


The next moment, Xia Xiaohong witnessed an incredibly unbelievable scene.


Xu Jingsheng allowed Han Biao's fist to land on his shoulder because he had just written the character "固".


Even so, his body still trembled slightly, and a trace of fresh blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.


At the same time, the long sword in his hand stabbed towards Han Biao's face from bottom to top.


Han Biao quickly tilted his head to dodge Xu Jingsheng's extremely sharp sword, but his sunglasses were cut off by it, and the mask was hooked open by the sword tip as well.


Thus, his face was exposed to Xu Jingsheng's eyes.


He had just chosen to endure a punch from Han Biao in order to execute a powerful combination of killing moves, even at the cost of some minor injury.


However, at this moment, the second sword, which should have followed closely, was delayed.


Chapter 20: Flood Dragon Raises Water (Part 2) (8000 words, Request for Votes)_3