In Samsara Paradise, there are two troublesome aliens.
On the night of beheading, every enemy must be beheaded, as cold as a knife.
The executioner of broken thoughts, Void Sword Saint Cang Yue, has thick blood, fast swords and a broken mouth.
The enemy can always hear him complaining in a low voice before dying, and then he is cut in half by the void sword light.
Peers said of his sword - "Half an inch longer than the blade itself. That half inch is invisible."
"Escape? My sword is always pointed forward, but sometimes I need to distance myself before stabbing."
"You can risk your life, because your sword requires you to fight with all your strength. But my sword does not require my death, it only requires my concentration."
"You're right, I'm not as strong as you. But my sword is faster than yours, and that's enough."
When the rift in the abyss tore open the void, this carefree swordsman unsheathed his sword.
The blade of the sword reflected the cold light of the crack, and he looked back at the cold-faced swordsman behind him.
"After this fight, hot pot."
"... We'll talk about it after we finish."
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