This Knife Is Not Crooked

[Plot flow] + [No wisdom] The wind in the desert cannot blow away the blood on the knife. Here the law has collapsed and only the sword is king. Between the rise and fall of the sword's light, it is the demise of the ants, and it is also the disguise of the hero. This is a world with a stinky smell. Collect an old debt and get ten times new revenge! How can a lonely soul be afraid of the road to the underworld? It only seeks injustice from the human world! Bring it on! I'll take you with one person and one sword to cut down this absurd world! Practice boxing! Practice swordsmanship! Practice martial arts! Is it possible to live forever in this world? !