There is no justice in the rivers and lakes. He draws his sword and cuts the sharp blade across the air. He has a clear conscience.
All sentient beings have no moral principles, so kill them with the blade of a knife. Starry sky with cold eyes, holding a knife and looking disdainfully.
On the Tongtian Avenue, all the thorns along the way can be cut away with one knife. I am the only one who is the master!
