Category: The Brave Swordsman in the Snow

Chapter 329: The Second Son of the Human Slaughterer Binds His Hair Once More

In the martial world, a young man began to gain notoriety for his unchecked dominance. Dressed in black with bare feet and wild hair like a rising comet, he

Chapter 330: The Snow Dragon Knight, Xia Ri, Rides Forth in Summer

Ten thousand soldiers of the Dragon and Elephant Army hastily broke camp and marched in haste towards Northern Liang, amidst the deafening sound of horns. Ev

Chapter 331: Nine Questions

The capital city of Tai’an has become increasingly difficult to live in. Not only do merchants from other provinces lament this, but even the local officials

Chapter 332: The Black and White Purchase Peace

Compared to the imperial palace of Tai’an City, which resembled the celestial palace in the ninth heaven, the palace of the Beiman Kingdom seemed like a chil

Chapter 333: Across the Great River, Colorful Robes Intercept White Garments

The Xihé Province suddenly decided to intercept the Yellow River and change its course, a major undertaking entangled with countless interests. Fortunately,

Chapter 334: Hands Folded in Prayer, the Yellow River Flows Backward

The foul creature charged straight at Xu Fengnian across the river, its face displaying a grotesque expression of delight. Its beautiful countenance seemed t

Chapter 335: Striking the Sword Like Plucking a Zither

The dragon wall flipped, revealing an entirely different world.
Yet it was not a glittering treasure trove of jewels and splendor, but a boundless dar

Chapter 336: The National Guardian Talisman of the Great Qin Emperor

Luo Yang ignored the playful antics of the living man and the yin entity, tirelessly plucking the sword strings thousands of times. When the great Ta’ao swor

Chapter 337: The Sword Pierce Through the Heart

Xu Fengnian gazed at the white-robed woman seated high upon the dragon throne, finding her even more unfamiliar than when he first saw Luoyang entering Dunhu

Chapter 338: She Was Smiling

In the twilight, a young man clad in green robe and armor sat cross-legged on the cliffside, shaped like a woman’s waist, overlooking the riverbed below wher