[Traditional martial arts, no system, no brains, group portraits, no harem]
When he was sixteen years old, Lu Chuan killed Wu Feiyue of Tianjian Villa with one sword and became the best in the world.
He climbed to the top of the rivers and lakes on the bones of sixty-six masters, but fell into the abyss on his birthday night - when he returned home, the brightly lit Lu Mansion was filled with the bloody remains of his closest relatives.
The world calls him crazy and deserves to be scolded.
Until a stupid young man named Zhang Wanli bumped into him in front of thirty corpses.
"I didn't kill the person." Lu Chuan wiped the knife and sneered, "But the knife that killed the person was indeed made by me."
The Wudeng Pavilion that had been dormant for five years surfaced, and the prince of the old dynasty stirred up the world with the "Thirteen Kills of Nirvana".
The former number one in the world has become a pawn. The truth about Wudeng Pavilion, Xin Dynasty and the martial arts sect is entangled like a web, and Lu Chuan's knife is at the throat of the conspiracy——
**"What's the point of being number one in the world?"**
**"Kill those who deserve to be killed."**
[Ruthless and crazy swordsman × Chicheng Jianghu Mengxin]
Fateful Showdown × Dynasty Strategy × Sword Burning Soul
