There's Something Wrong with This City Lord

Are you the holy land of swordsmanship that the world's swordsmen long for? Are you a murderous villain? Are you the emperor of the Immortal Dynasty? Sorry! I, Qin Yuan, have invited three people for the eighth set of radio gymnastics. You talk to them. A good wine swordsman, his wine fight becomes a poem, and a poem is a peerless sword move. An eight-foot-tall genius with solid murderous aura in his body, and the gods and demons retreated away from him with such overwhelming murderous intent. The last one, as soon as he appears, Qingtian has to retreat three points. The last one, call him your majesty! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.