Douluo: the Sword Is Named Xuanyuan, and It Kills Immortals and Gods.

Liu Ziqi died suddenly after staying up late and traveled to Douluo Continent. On the day when the martial spirit was awakened, an ancient bronze sword broke through the sky, the situation changed color, and all the beasts bowed their heads. The news spread throughout the continent, and Chen Xin personally came to join the sect. Ning Fengzhi touched his palms and exclaimed: "This sword's aura is out of this world." He was hailed as a genius rarely seen in a thousand years, and he was destined to be married to Ning Rongrong. But unexpectedly, when he went out for training, he was brutally attacked, causing his foundation to be completely destroyed and his soul power to stop growing. The attitude of the Qibao Glazed Sect gradually evolved from concern at the beginning to indifference. The way Ning Rongrong looked at him changed from admiration to hesitation, from hesitation to alienation. Out of anger, Liu Ziqi no longer wanted to stay any longer and simply left the Qibao Glazed Sect. In the barren mountains and ridges, with a lonely moon hanging in the sky, he clutched the broken sword and leaned on a piece of bluestone. He dreamed of the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, vegetation, fish and insects, and felt the soul power rushing like a river. He finally understood. The name of the sword is Xuanyuan, it can kill gods! Many years later, during the National Soul Master Competition, all members of the Qibao Glazed Sect watched the ceremony. Ning Rongrong stood at the VIP table and watched the boy she had "let go" step by step onto the ring. In his hand he held an ancient bronze sword engraved with the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, birds and animals. On his back, slung across his back was a huge bow that no one had ever seen before. Liu Ziqi raised his eyes, scanned the field of geniuses, and pointed his long sword towards the sky. "Today——" "The Xuanyuan Sword is here, do you dare to fight?"