Swift Sword Yan Fei

Traditional wuxia, low martial arts, with nothing but flashes of blades and swords, no magic or qi cultivation. The mortal world is like a tide, and people like water. Over the past thirty years, martial arts masters have died or been wounded, while sects have fallen or been defeated. Such things are commonplace. It's just that... those century-old sword techniques and martial arts secrets have all, in the end... been swept away by the current. It's almost laughable. Those old nobodies who once ranked nowhere and were considered third-rate have now become the "masters" who prop up the scene and claim the title of champion. As for the prestigious orthodox sects, their true lineages are gone. They may call themselves one sect, but in reality, they are two. One young man, one sword, and a group of people travel the jianghu roads, listening to old stories and passing on tales worth telling.