Night Wind Listener

A thousand-year dynasty would inevitably face decay, and a hundred-year noble family would eventually return to dust.
What in this world could last forever?
Was it an Immortal Body, tempered a thousand times, or the Martial Arts will, in Heart Unity with heaven and earth?
Chen Mu came to this world, his sword in hand, and when he turned back at dusk, countless heroes and millennium-old Demons had all turned to dust, leaving only one person on the road paved with yellow sand.

Da Xuan Martial Saint

Upon seeing this, He Xuan burst into laughter and then said menacingly, "Don't roll out now!"


Although Song Zhou's expression was somber and he hadn't thought of retreating yet, the nearby government officers were visibly shocked to see that Song Zhou was no match for He Xuan. Their momentum was flagging while the bandits were all invigorated.


"Even the leader He's Blade Technique isn't something you government officers can contend with!"


"With your little ability, you dare to fight against us? Leave now or you will all die here!"


Song Zhou's face turned ugly, not because he couldn't contend with He Xuan—he could still hold his own and not be easily defeated—but because it wasn't a one-on-one fight. It was a melee involving dozens of people where the momentum of the government officers and the bandits ebbed and flowed. This way of fighting wasn't good; their casualties were hard to control.


Chapter 383: Return to Yu County_3