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.
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Why do I have so many masters?

He raised his hand with fingers slightly spread and snatched toward Wang Anfeng.


Then to break his limbs, gouge out his eyes, slice off his ears and nose.


On top of the wounds, he would cultivate poisonous insects, so he'd miserably wail in this city for ten days and nights before finally breathlessly dying!


This sudden turn of events occurred in the blink of an eye, and Wang Anzhong had no idea what the man before him was thinking. However, the toxicity around was so intense that his body felt scorching hot, and a burning sensation arose when he operated his Mixed Yuan Skill, indicating its out-of-the-ordinary nature.


Nevertheless, even if the man before him was a Sixth Rank expert and his poison skill was fiercely toxic, the outcome would not differ in the slightest.


Wang Anfeng's eyes lifted slightly, with a flash of lightning darting through them.


It was for the sake of the citizens poisoned today.


Chapter 43: Beneath the Blade, All is Compassion! (Two-in-One Long Chapter)_3