Bloody Night Swordsmanship

A horse that travels three thousand miles with a sword can kill nine thousand years in ten years. This was my destiny for the first nineteen years. I embarked on the path of spiritual practice in Nanjing, carrying a white-haired coffin and a ghost knife full of evil. I am ill-fated but talented, but I never thought that I would be afraid of heights when flying with a weapon. There are so many enemies who want to kill me, and the number of people I want to kill will only become fewer and fewer. Until one day, after all the injustices in the world, I came to an old water col. I looked around and saw that there were no more Buddhas, Demons or Taoist ancestors in the world, only one ancestor remained. I told him, my name is An Huashi. My ancestors are on high, please accept the sword from your servant!