Classical XianxiaSwordsmanshipNo System
The mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and cholera is unbearable.
Life is like a piece of grass and can be cut off in the blink of an eye.
A young man holding a sword stood on the edge of the cliff, spreading his arms and raising his head and laughing: "I have been waiting for this sword for ten years!
From now on, I will also use this sword to move mountains and seas, conquer demons and monsters, and command gods to open the sky. "
