The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

There was no light in the huge cabin, and it seemed as if I could hear my own heartbeat.

The Sword Master danglingly followed the Zombie Master, looking at the Zombie Master's cold back, the scruffy man wanted to speak but stopped.

But there are some things that must be said. After thinking about it, the sword master finally plucked up the courage to speak.

"After the war is over, follow me to live in seclusion!"

After the sword master finished speaking, his heart was beating like a drum.

This is the first time he has said this in so many years.

In terms of the zombie's temperament, the sword master actually didn't hold much hope, as long as he didn't get beaten, he would be lucky.

Sure enough, as soon as the Sword Master spoke out, the Zombie Master's body was obviously stiff, but he quickly returned to its original state.

The Zombie Master continued to walk in the dark cabin, and the Sword Master sighed in his heart.

"Where to go?"

For a long time, the cold voice of the Zombie Lord sounded.

The sword master was startled, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and even cut his ears in disbelief.

When he was sure that he had heard it right, the sword master almost didn't jump up happily.

"How about going to Langya Terrace?"

"Why don't you go to the second half of the road of no return, there is quiet, and the **** of the dark is often absent."

The Sword Master muttered excitedly. Since the encounter, he has longed for such a day countless times, holding the hand of his beloved girl, walking into the mountain forest, and never coming out forever.

Just when the sword master was excited, a condensed sword aura suddenly passed through the dark cabin.

The excited sword master didn't react at all, and when he saw the horse practicing close, it was too late.

Fortunately, the hand of the Zombie Lord suddenly stretched out and pulled him back.

"Go away if you want to die!" The zombie master's cold words sounded in the darkness.

The sword master wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly assured that there would be no next time.

"boom!"

That sword energy broke through the cabin and disappeared into the endless void.

The turbulence in the void instantly poured into the hull of the ship, squeezing the huge warship, and began to make piercing noises.

"come out."

The Zombie Lord gave a cold drink to the deepest part of the cabin.

"interesting."

In the depths of the darkness, a slightly teasing voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the darkness was suddenly awakened by a dazzling light, and everything in the dark cabin was instantly visible.

A man stood not far from the front, smiling at the Zombie Master. Behind him were a large number of unconscious monks.

The man in white clothes and white hair, the temperament is like an immortal, he is full of breath, a real master posture.

What really made the two of Zombie Master feel frightened was that the black animal on the man's shoulder was a little bit like a weasel.

The gadget stared at the two of them closely, their eyes were like poisonous snakes, making their backs chill.

"Who is your excellency?" The Sword Master frowned and stood in front of the Zombie Master. The man in front of him seemed gentle, but he felt extremely dangerous.

The man smiled, and a long sword appeared in his hands, "Xia Yixian, from the foreign land in your mouth."

In one short sentence, the breath of the two masters of the Zombie was surging crazily.

This guy is the Yixian who once fought against the demon Xiao Chen and left a small life.

Although he lost to the demon Xiao Chen, his strength alone was not a joke.

He was the only one who could pass so many tricks under the hands of the demon-nature Xiao Chen, and still get away.

After losing to the demon Xiao Chen, Yi Xian hid in the void to recover, waiting for instructions by the way.

He didn't come here until the little black beast with the instructions of the old man with three poisons appeared.

...

"Sure enough, you are making a ghost!" The Sword Master sneered: "Those are all from the Hidden Family, are you arresting them all?"

Yi Xian shrugged indifferently: "They are our people. They were left in this starry sky after the last battle of the barrier."

Looking at the unconscious people behind Yi Xian, the Sword Master sneered: "Since you are your own people, why did you end up like this?"

Yi Xian patted her chest and smiled: "Human hearts, it will always change, what do you think?"

"This is the truth." The Sword Master nodded and continued to ask: "You use them all for sacrifice, what do you want to summon?"

"God!" Yi Xian didn't mean to conceal at all, and generously said the answer: "The real god."

"The **** in your mouth is really interesting, you need to sacrifice with flesh and blood?" The Sword Master mocked.

"Everything has a price, doesn't it?" Yi Xian said, cutting down the long sword in his hand.

A snow-white sword gas rushed forward, and the sword gas rolled up the turbulence and instantly destroyed the warship. The power was so powerful that it was shocking.

As for the unlucky ones who were unconscious behind Yixian, there was no scum left behind in an instant.

Only some of the flesh and blood essences that were not easily detectable were sucked into the mouth by the weird little beast.

"I'll hold him, you go and kill the little beast." Seeing that the little beast is the key, the sword master instantly made a countermeasure.

The Zombie Lord did not object, and his whole person instantly turned into silver light and disappeared in place.

At the same time, the rust sword in the sword master's hand trembled lightly, and the dark red sword aura spread out from under his feet, instantly pulling out a huge sword formation, enveloping Yi Xian.

Yi Xian patted the little beast on his shoulder, and the little beast turned to look at the sword master, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Then the little beast jumped off Yi Xian's shoulder and ran out of the sword formation swayingly.

Seeing this scene, the sword master's expression was cold, his mood was not the slightest wave, he has reached this state, and it is unlikely to be affected by the outside world.

The sword master's empty left hand slightly lifted, and the entire sword array trembled violently.

Then countless sword auras visible to the naked eye rose from the sword formation.

The killing intent appeared in an instant, as long as Yixian made a little movement, it would definitely affect the sword aura and activate the sword formation.

"Of those who have fought with me, your sword intent is the strongest." Yi Xian's calm eyes were full of excitement at this moment.

"You use a sword, and I also use a sword. Why don't we solve the problem like a swordsman?"

"swordsman."

The sword master was startled, and he didn't know how many years he had never heard of this secular appellation.

People in the world like to call them sword immortals, fluttering in white clothes, and how freehand they are to walk with swords. In contrast, swordsmen always lack a bit of flavor.

Only a person holding a sword can be called a swordsman, not a sword fairy.

...

Some things will not be forgotten.

When you reach the end, you will feel at ease with the initial dream in your hand.

The sword master waved his hand to remove the sword formation, and the rust sword in his hand flicked. The rust-covered long sword instantly recovered its original appearance, a Qiu Shui long sword.

The flawless sword body made a soft tone, responding to the sword master, who could feel the joy of the long sword.

The sword master closed his eyes, and the whole person was immersed in that joy.