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

Kong Lanting found it a bit dull, "Senior Brother Xi might have a different opinion, no?"


In the midst of conversation, a distant sound of Sword Qi rang out.


The annual [Iron Pine Sword Meeting] was not merely a relaxed exchange of swordsmanship, it was in fact a display of potential strength for each peak as well, with disciples under twenty attending the sword meeting while the people from Lotus Heart Pavilion sat at the upper end.


Yan Caiyue, who had mastered the "White Rainbow Volume", was undoubtedly the hope Xianqiao Peak placed much expectation on this year. Before now, he had won three bouts, especially after just defeating Kong Wen, giving Xianqiao Peak a chance to rank in the top five this year.


Chapter 239 Blood Under the Pine Tree (Part 2)_2