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?

A moment ago, he stood amidst the Bagua Poison Formation, a figure of overwhelming power with Vigorous Qi reaching the heavens, his might seemingly invincible against any Sixth Rank Martial Artist.


The next instant, he was severed at the waist, dying with eyes wide open in disbelief.


Such a drastic turnaround was too intense and shocking, Mei Feng's brain could hardly catch up, but immediately, a bone-chilling coldness engulfed him whole, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end in an instant.


Wang Anfeng's expression was cold and rigid as he stood on the horse, calmly observing him.


The wounds that had just burst open on his body were forcibly held together by Wang Anfeng using his muscles, preventing any abnormality from showing.


Yet the indescribable swelling pain almost made him unable to resist crying out.


The Bagua Poison Formation a moment ago was the accumulation of Zhao Guang's lifelong hatred.


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