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

Sang Qingshan and the Ice Phoenix Lady were both filled with curiosity. They believed Zhou Heng was definitely not a fool, so why would he bring trouble upon himself? The power of close-quarter combat far surpassed that of a Domain. Not to mention anything else, just that damaged Nascent Soul Realm Magic Artifact could make him as fierce as a tiger with added wings.


Yang Zhan had already charged to within three feet of Zhou Heng and swung out a punch. A faint light flowed from his fist, forming the image of a lone wolf, but with only half of its body remaining, looking even more fierce!


At such close range, how could Zhou Heng dodge or block?


Could it be that his cultivation level had improved so much that it far surpassed Yang Zhan's, and with just a thought, he could suppress the opponent?


Chapter 320 Retreat in Alarm (3/3)