Xiaoyao Road

The sky is easy to reverse, holding the ancient sword three feet and three, cutting off the blue sky ninety thousand feet. Thunder falls, karma is burned, and at the snap of a finger, you can resist the catastrophe of heaven, stand alone on the top of the sacred mountain, and look down upon all living beings. It's hard to break the infatuation, I have three thousand fingers wrapped around my body, but I fall in love with the sword fairy the next day. The Martial Saint blocks, the Emperor blocks, and the lone sword defeats the gods, fighting bloody battles in the sky, just for love. The one who cannot be broken by a fairy sword can only have three thousand love threads; the only one who can be sad for a hero is a beauty. When I turn the tables on you, I promise you eternal freedom... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.