Ye Xuan travels through the world of sword immortals, but there is no sword root? No background? It doesn't matter!
Ye Xuan's heart turned dark, and he rose from the outer gate of Wei Mo with a sword in hand.
Awakening the heaven-defying talent of sword control, as soon as he thinks of it, thousands of swords will surrender; in a moment of anger, his corpse will fall thousands of miles away.
Not following the right path, not practicing good deeds.
With only the magic sword in his hand, he killed all the gods and demons.
The world is afraid of him being crazy, but they don't know——
After turning black, I am the sword, and the sword is me!
From then on, there were no docile young men in the world, only strong men with crazy swords.
