From the Lingshan Sword Sect, a young man descended from the sky. He was dressed in coarse linen, but he was more handsome. He was a mortal who had not been seen for thousands of years and became an immortal.
The great elder said: "I'm twenty-six years old when I practice swordsmanship. It's a little late, but it doesn't seem to be too late."
The second elder touched the spiritual root: "The spiritual root is weak, and the quality of the fourth spiritual root is not good either."
The third elder touched the cultivation level: "The third level of Qi training, it seems that I am a little late in my cultivation."
The little elder touched his cheek: "Ah, he is so handsome."
Young man: "..."
Being watched by monkeys every day, I couldn't bear the disturbance and drew my sword towards him.
In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth exploded like bamboo knots, giving people the feeling of a mountain collapsing inch by inch.
There was a huge earthquake in Quanling Mountain: "Which fellow Taoist is here to survive the tribulation?!"
Feng Feng silently put the sword back into its scabbard: "Accident."
Note
[1] The protagonist is the best in the world at the beginning. Although he may not be able to defeat a cannon fodder with his bare hands until the end, the protagonist is invincible when he draws his sword;
[2] Considering that the protagonist never leaves his hand with his sword, it almost means that the protagonist is invincible;
[3] Please don't stage beautiful attacks, strong attacks, Japanese attacks, mutual attacks, all attacks. The author will die when he sees this.
Intention: If a man is brave, he can travel to the ends of the world with his sword.
