Super Young Man: Hunting in the City

In the deep abyss of the night, he was cold and emotionless. He danced on the blade of his saber, drinking blood in the midst of slaughter. Pink flower capital, he let loose the body, free and uninhibited, embrace the beautiful angel of the sky, right embrace death weeping blood goddess. Thousand Mountains were hidden tens of thousands of ridges. The clouds were deep and the depth of the clouds was unknown. A generation of Asura King had appeared in the sky. Tremble! Noobs.