Holding the Sword, I Will Break All Laws with One Sword

Lu Ming has accepted death since he was a child - in this world, only swords are the most satisfying. The master always kept nagging: "The women outside the Taoist temple have eyes full of eyes, so you have to stay away!" He held the hilt of the sword and shook his head: "No matter how charming your eyes are, they are not as sharp as when the sword is unsheathed." Until he killed the charming fox demon who seduced his soul, he still didn't understand what there was to be afraid of "qiubo". The master advised again: "Women are soft-handed, don't indulge!" He stroked the sword and chuckled: "No matter how soft your hand is, it can't be as close as the hilt of the sword." Later, he beheaded the female devil who had deceived countless people, but he still didn't feel "addicted". The master finally sighed: "Of all the calamities in this world, the calamity of love is the most painful!" He swung his sword and smashed the fairy in white clothes: "No matter how painful the calamity is, practicing swordsmanship is not interesting." Until one day, Lu Ming stood at the pinnacle of swordsmanship and became the "Number One Sword Immortal" respected by the world. The long wind rolled up his robe, and he suddenly frowned and said to himself: "They always say that women are good... But women, how can a sword be so good?"