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?

Ben You, with a curved saber in his hand, stood within the border city camp.


In reality, he just stood there blankly.


His eyes reflected the wildly dancing red silks in the sky, fierce like fire, as if they were about to burn up the entire Heaven and Earth in one breath. The sound of clear bell chimes, though it was unclear from where they came, seemed even more ethereal.


He had never seen such a vast spectacle.


Just as he was about to be completely lost in confusion about his surroundings, a sudden soft crackling sound from behind was followed by a surge of chillness, like the rolling cold winds sweeping down from the Heavenly Mountain.


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