Parrot Bites Tongue

Mysterious and curious swords scattered across the earth, waiting for their world-renowned Sword Masters.
Who can comprehend the miraculous skill that has been passed down from millennia?
The city of Chang'an hides those who carry the power of fire and sun, the central plains house giant decaying millennial families, the wild warriors of the Northern Territory silently sharpen their blades, the dance of deceit and cunning occurs among the southern kingdoms...
Above the lofty tranquility, a pair of world-dominating gray eyes are slowly opening.
Pei Ye raises his head, pulling the Longsword from his stomach: "Immortal Lord of the True Dragon Taiyi... let's see, who is whose prey."

The Lord who use immortals as food

This is the rhythm that I am familiar with!


Using strength to overpower dexterity, has always been my creed in my practice of martial arts for more than ten years.


Xiao Qiu wouldn't give his opponent any respite. He immediately slashed again at the young man with his sword, who was off balance and couldn't organize a timely defense.


However, as his sword was about to strike, the opponent's body, which was initially leaning to the left, suddenly drifted. In one step, it seemed to move left but went right. Xiao Qiu felt as if his swinging sword had hit a phantom. When he looked again, the opponent and his sword had already leaned extremely to the right, drawing a sharp arc towards him.


"Expected on the left, suddenly on the right."


This unexpected move gave Xiao Qiu quite a fright. Yet his precise observation also caught the weakness of the opponent's attack — such a drift and risky posture were indeed unexpected, but they were also extremely fragile.


Chapter 34 Victory_2