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

"'How dare two juniors from the Spirit Sea Realm act so presumptuously before me!'" Mao Qianwu snorted coldly, as the ghostly light from the skull deity above his head intensified, bringing forth countless ghost shadows that launched an assault on Zhou Heng and Sang Qingshan. 


"Scram!" Zhou Heng's thunderous roar rang out, as the golden figure also roared furiously, swinging the black sword and the purple Heavenly Dragon at the ghost shadows in a slashing motion.


With a series of plop sounds, like boiling soup melting snow, wherever the sword qi and the Heavenly Dragon went, the ghost shadows let out pitiful, strange screams and melted away one after another! However, compared to the ghost shadows unleashed by Yang Zhan, these were much stronger and immediately reformed after being melted.


"Brother Zhou, is this man from the Yang family?" Sang Qingshan asked, a look of confusion on his face.


Chapter 338: Spirit Snake Crown (3/3)