The rises and falls of the Martial World, the changes as swift as the rising clouds and winds, the epoch of Sword Madman Murong Longtu was already two hundred years ago. At that time, a young swordsmith whose entire family was massacred rose up, and how he brought ruin to the Sword Dao of the Martial World, collecting famed swords for himself.
Even the elderly martial artists with white hair today do not understand this, and even Xue Daoyong, who has lived for over a hundred years, was not yet born in the era when Murong Longtu brandished his sword and swept the Martial World for sixty years.
The people here do not know how intense the killing aura of this old man is.
Merely attracted by the reputation, the old man lifted a tree branch and was the first to erupt, entangled in killing aura and Qi Fortune. In terms of personal martial arts alone, a martial artist as talented as Yue Qianfeng was already sent flying.
Yet someone dashed forward, saying:
