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

Under the massive gate, a dense line of people, looking like ants, formed a dark row as they all desperately pushed against the doors, trying to pry them open.


They had run all this way, wasn't it just for the Dragon Transformation Nine Slashes that might be hidden in the palace?


"Hey, you three, come over here and push together!" While Zhou Heng and his companions were still observing, a middle-aged man immediately came over and barked at them.


This was a Sunshine King with no more than a cultivation of Five Wheels. Zhou Heng glanced at him once and then averted his eyes, not even bothering to respond—if the man had been polite, Zhou Heng would have declined politely despite declining the task, but who asked him to come over with such an air of superiority?


"Hey, who do you think you are?" Black Donkey raised his head and said.


Chapter 659 In Front of the Imperial Dragon Hall (3/3)