Heaven is so unkind, it actually regards all things as stupid dogs!
Hundreds of innocent people can only burn their blood to kill the sky!
The sword comes out of its sheath, drinks blood and returns, slaying demons, evil and injustice.
My life belongs to me, why should I leave it to others? Go against the immortal, go against the sage, go against Nanwu.
In this life, Wei Yu does not ask about immortality or immortality, he only asks one question:
I have a knife in my hand, can I kill it?
