"Everyone, go back, Ma Yihong is gone!"
Immediately, without looking at the others, he strode away, suddenly clutching his blade and chanting aloud.
"One blade, one sword, a lifetime of intent."
"Carrying the name of madness for fifteen years."
"Hahaha, Great Qin, Blade Madman!"
The grand and mighty voice echoed throughout the entire Xiong City.
A shopkeeper rubbing his waist said enviously: "The Absolute Rankings, I hear that those on it are no different from Immortals, burning a mountain to boil wine, with one slash causing snow to fall over three hundred li? Impressive, impressive, isn't that just like an Immortal?"
"The last time something like this happened was with that person from Wangxian County... It's been years."
In the midst of his admiration, he suddenly heard a violent coughing sound beside him.
