The beach at night was the domain of the gang leaders.

There was a saying among the people. Those who dared to walk the streets on a beach night were either gangsters or people who didn't care for their lives.

Now in the darkness of the beach by the white, smiling Buddha, Chou Lao-Si, I am the world.

Let's not talk about the other small gangs for the time being, they were all just following behind these four big shots to pick up some dirty water.

There was also a young man worth mentioning. His name was Long Qi.

Long Qi was a ruthless person who had risen to prominence. He was like a dragon crossing a river, skilled in martial arts. If he dared to fight or kill, the power of his faction would grow very quickly.

The four big shots of the gang couldn't stop his development, his power was slowly being consumed by them.

The yard of the northern beach was quite spacious and empty. A young man was waving a purple long sword with his upper body pressed against the beach.

Sweat soaked the corners of his ears, and the firm muscles in his body tensed. He drew his sword, then sheathed it. A chilling aura permeated the entire yard.

"Long Qi, this is really interesting." "This is a bit out of my expectations …" The youth mumbled to himself as a smile appeared on his face.

The young man was, of course, Li Dao, who had just settled down on the beach.

He did not expect it to be a movie he had seen before, "The Battle of the Fighting". At this moment, Li Dao knew what he should do.

At this time in history, the biggest gangsters on the beach were probably Du Yuesheng, Jin Rong, and Zhang Shaolin.

What white dysentery? Laughing Buddha, Qiu Lao Si, Chen Ergou, Long Qi … they had never heard of it before.

But this was also good. Wasn't such a chaotic environment the best stage for him?

In this chaotic era, even true dragons and serpents could display their true colors.

Li Dao was not an arrogant person, nor would he think that his identity as a transcender was the main character.

At the end of the day, he was a restless person, a crazy and lawless person. His restless blood made him unable to be normal.

Even if he was in a different time and space, he still wanted to be a monarch, to be the supreme being!

He gently stroked the sword. The scabbard made of shark skin felt especially good to the touch. Of course, it was expensive.

Although the Shark's Skin was quite extravagant when used to make scabbards, Li Dao was unwilling to treat it unfairly.

The feeling of flesh and blood coming from his palm intoxicated Li Dao, as if the sword was a part of his body.

Li Dao had tried this sword before, but the sword's greatest feature was its sharpness. It could cut through gold and break jade easily. When the hair blew up, it immediately split into two halves.

As for the other functions, he did not discover them, but based on the fact that it could allow him to transcend worlds, it could be seen how magical it was.

Right now, Li Dao treated the sword like he was treating his new girlfriend. He ate with his arms around her, slept with her, and even went to the toilet.

He put on a snow-white shirt, a large black trench coat and a black hat before pushing open the door and looking out at the world outside.

Li Dao nodded. Today was a good day for killing and killing!

The sun was high in the sky, and it was a bit dazzling.

Li Dao pushed the brim of his hat up and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the sword in his hand. "Friend, I have truly wronged you. Today, I will bring you to have a feast."

Can swords eat? The answer is yes.

A sword based killing weapon was born for slaughter.

The sword drinks blood. Only blood can satisfy the sword. A sword that had not drunk enough blood could not even be called a sword.