"Wind in the Sky, One Sword in the Sky"
Genre: Fantasy·Xianxia·Invincible Style·Decisive Killing·Passionate and Refreshing Text·Nine Heavens, Classic of Mountains and Seas, Ten Great Artifacts·Ten Palaces of Yama·Tiandao
Before he kills someone, he always smiles.
Not a sneer. It's a very light blow. Like snow falling on the tip of a knife.
Then, the other party died.
Linxiao has no spiritual roots, no mentor, and no backer. But he rushed into Qingxuan Mountain, merged his three swords, and faced the ancestor with his bare hands. The Nine Immortal Sects, the Ten Palaces of Yama, and the Nine Levels of War God came down one after another. Some died, some knelt.
Why do you ask him?
There are nine sword intentions in his body. Every time someone is killed, the opponent's strongest life will be forged into the next sword.
The more he kills, the stronger he gets. It got so strong that even Heaven couldn't sit still.
But the stronger he gets, the less human he becomes.
He can dream. In the dream, someone was kneeling and calling him "Sword Emperor". Some people also call him "Emperor Huangtian". Someone else whispered in his ear: "It's time for you to wake up."
Who is he?
No one knows.
He didn't say it himself.
Only an old poem remains, which is circulated in Kyushu:
"Nine swords return to the sky, and half of the story is recorded in the wild sky."
What does it mean?
Have no idea.
He smiled again.
Reader comments
Fire tongs Liu Ming, cool and cool [grass has been planted]
Fire tongs Liu Ming, cool and cool [grass has been planted]