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?

He looked at the ferocious-looking general from the Kingdom of Che Shi and said calmly,


"If there is discontent in your heart, here is my fine head for you to take, should you dare."


In a calm voice, Baili Feng took another step forward.


Two brave soldiers from Great Qin closely followed behind him.


However, the gathered soldiers of the Kingdom of Che Shi couldn't stop themselves from retreating.


A silver-winged Flying Eagle circled, flapping its wings upwards, clouds by its side, its sharp eyes reflecting the fiery scene below, mirroring the standoff of three men against a thousand elite soldiers.


The Flying Eagle circled again, flapped its wings, its cry piercing and shattering as it rushed toward the clouds.


Chapter 163 - Qin Has Sharp Warriors!!! (6800 words)_2