Li Huaishui was judged by the Immortal Sect to have a useless spiritual root.
The leading disciple threw a tattered sword manual casually: "Nothing happens, just practice and have fun."
He has been practicing for ten years.
Swinging the sword 30,000 times a day, rain or shine.
Until that day, the demonic giant attacked the mountain, and the mountain-protecting formation was shattered inch by inch.
Amidst the desperate cries that filled the sky, Li Huaishui silently walked to the mountain gate and raised his iron iron to the monstrous demonic figure.
"I know how to use this sword."
"Do you want to see it?"
Reader comments
I've read a few chapters and it feels really good. Please read more and review more, so I'll give you some points.
It's been a long time since I came across a novel that made me read word by word slowly. Reading 20 chapters at once was not enough [crying]
It's very smooth. The rise of the little character will be more exciting later. Come on!
I've read a few chapters and it feels really good. Please read more and review more, so I'll give you some points.
It's been a long time since I came across a novel that made me read word by word slowly. Reading 20 chapters at once was not enough [crying]
It's very smooth. The rise of the little character will be more exciting later. Come on!