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

The Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon let out a thunderous roar, the silent bellow sweeping through the air!


Momentum belongs to the level of consciousness, and formations can only block physical attacks, powerless against momentum.


Pu pu pu, at least ninety-nine percent of the people fell from their seats, one by one toppling to the ground, even experts of the Spirit Sea Realm were panic-stricken, filled with great awe.


Yang Zhan came to an abrupt halt, the green giant snake behind him actually shattered by the roar, his face turning somewhat pale, hands trembling slightly.


As fingers are connected to the heart, since momentum is at the level of consciousness, any damage incurred affects the consciousness, and now his mind was in chaos, as if being pricked by needles, the pain excruciating!


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