Flying Alone

Xuanqian Continent, where sects stood in great numbers and experts abounded.
The youth, Zhou Heng, with a mysterious black Broken Sword in his Dantian, emerged from Origin Stone Town and fought his way to claim a piece of the world in this grand era.
To the exceedingly wicked, kill!
To those who bullied my friends and family, kill!
To those who obstructed my path to enlightenment, kill!
On the path to the heavens, I tread with songs, with a sword in hand, I alone am honored under the heavens!

Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword

Killer intent suddenly erupted in Zhou Heng's eyes as he coldly stared at Fei Xiaoquan, seeing him as nothing more than a dead man. "Since you're so eager to seek death," he said, "I shall grant your wish!"


"Haha, do you think that just because your strength is comparable to mine, you can oppose me?" Fei Xiaoquan said with a face full of disdain. "I'm from the Poisonous Blood Sect. To kill... one doesn't necessarily need strength!"


He sneered, and suddenly, dense miasma began to seep out of his body, instantly filling the entire room.


All the remaining people hastily erected their spiritual power defenses, knowing well that nothing good could come from the Poisonous Blood Sect and no one dared let this gas touch them. Only when they activated their spiritual power did they realize this miasma was highly corrosive; spiritual power could indeed prevent it from invading, but the consumption was extremely high.


Chapter 121 Unmatched in His Class! (2/4)