Yan ZK

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife.
The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them.
Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties.
The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine.
Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles.
The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era.
The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.
(Solo female lead)

Why do I have so many masters?

At this moment, since there was nothing unusual about the flower, it meant that the visitors were definitely not higher than Sixth Rank. At most, they were merely warriors of the Lower Third Rank, hardly considered experts of any renown.


Zhao Guang's eyes showed a hint of iciness as he looked toward the newcomer.


Riding a red horse, dressed in dark-colored Vigorous Attire, with a cold expression, and carrying a black Heavy Blade on his back.


Mei Feng's eyes revealed a hint of surprise. Thinking back to the queries he had just made to the other disciples, he realized that the person who had arrived was the same young martial artist who had killed Zhu Xiao. He slightly relaxed.


He had almost thought that a master from Great Qin had come and was about to stab directly at Zhao Guang's heart with a single strike.


Luckily, his cautious nature had prevented him from making that mistake just now.


Chapter 43: Beneath the Blade, All is Compassion! (Two-in-One Long Chapter)_2