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

Chen Mu had also heard of the Blood Garment Guards before. Seeing that crimson figure rushing towards him now, he remained fearless. Even under the stronger suppression of the military formation, he merely clenched his five fingers into a fist.


He threw a punch, honorable and upright, with boundless force!


The air visibly twisted under the force of Chen Mu's punch, and the overwhelming might concentrated on a single point, smashing into that crimson figure with a resounding crash.


However, the sensation this time was quite peculiar. Unlike the previous sweeps where he cut down Azure Dragon soldiers, this strike felt as if it had plunged into a mass of cotton, or a tangled quagmire, sticky and entangled, not absorbing the force.


Chapter 463: Slay the Azure Dragon, Destroy the Blood Guard! (9k)_3