The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Yi Xian also closed his eyes together at this time, and the invisible sword intent collided in the void.

They want to end this battle in the most traditional way for swordsmen.

Than the sword.

At this time, the starlight faded, and all the brilliance in the void was concentrated on the two swords.

Two immortal swords, the sword has been pierced!

The sword they pierced was not fast, and the distance between the sword master and Yi Xian was still far away.

Their blades have not touched, and they have begun to constantly change. People move very slowly, but their blades change quickly.

Because they have resorted to the last resort, they have already followed their hearts. Perhaps in the eyes of others, this battle is neither fierce nor exciting.

However, in the great formation, the rest of the Lord saw this scene, but they were all in cold sweat.

Although they don't use swords, everything is in the same path. They can see that this change in swordsmanship has reached the state of whatever they want, which is the supreme state of technique.

If the opponent of the sword master is not Yixian, every change of the sword in his palm is a sword that must kill and win. Their sword is one with people, which is already the sword of the heart.

However, the hands of the masters suddenly sweated, and he suddenly noticed the change of the sword master.

Although the sword master's sword looked flexible, it was actually sluggish, at least not as ethereal and flowing as Yixian's sword.

Yixian's sword was like a gust of wind outside the white clouds.

The sword master's sword seemed to be tied to an invisible thread. His dream, his home, his feelings, and his favorite girl were this invisible thread.

All the masters had already noticed that in the 20,000 changes below, Yixian's sword was bound to pierce the sword master's throat.

Twenty thousand changes passed in a flash.

Now, no one can change the fate of the sword master, no one can, nor can the sword master himself.

The distance between the two is close at hand. Both swords have been pierced with full force.

This is the last sword, the sword that determines the victory or defeat.

Until now, the sword owner's own sword has been a step slower, his sword may be able to pierce Yi Xian's chest, but Yi Xian's sword will pierce his throat.

This fate, the sword master can no longer but accept.

But at this moment, the sword master suddenly discovered that Yi Xian's sword power had been deviated. Perhaps it was only a slight deviation, but it was the distance between life and death.

How could this error happen?

Is it because Yixian knows that there is no distance between life and death?

Jianfeng is cold.

The cold blade has pierced Yi Xian's chest, and the sword master can even feel that the blade touches his heart.

Then Yixian felt a strange tingling, and then he felt as if he had watched his whole life pass by in a hurry.

This is not only pain, but also fear, fear of despair.

Because he knows that all the joys and good things in his life will end at this moment.

Now his life is about to end, under the sword of the sword master.

Yixian didn't know why his sword was deviated, just as the sword owner didn't know why he would win.

However, he had no resentment towards the sword master, only a kind of gratitude that no one would ever understand.

The corners of Yi Xian's mouth slowly aroused, and at this moment he actually laughed.

At this moment, the sword master's sword was also slow, and he was ready to take back this deadly killer.

Yi Xian could see that he could see that the sword master didn't want to kill him.

Yi Xian smiled, and pushed his chest forward.

At this moment, the sword master's sword completely pierced Yi Xian's heart.

"Why?" The sword master trembles a little while holding the sword.

However, Yi Xian didn't seem so painful, even a little relaxed.

Yi Xian looked back at the huge fleet, and smiled: "It's always going to sacrifice, it's going to die anyway, dying under the sword is at least more glorious than other methods of death."

So Yixian is grateful.

This kind of understanding and sympathy can only occur between peerless swordsmen and swordsmen.

At this moment, the eyes of the two people met, and Yi Xian exhaled a long breath from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you." Although he didn't say these two words, they already showed through his eyes.

He knew that the sword master would definitely understand, and anyone who claimed to be a swordsman would not be bad.

Yi Xian fell down.

In a daze, he seemed to see a white cloud flying in the void, and he didn't know if he wanted to bring his bad news back to the sky? Or did you come here to pay tribute to this peerless swordsman?

The fallen Yixian's body began to decompose inch by inch, condensing the flesh and blood of countless strengths, floating in the void.

At this moment, the weird little black beast suddenly appeared, opened his mouth and sucked, sucking Yi Xian's flesh and blood essence into his mouth.

At the same time, the zombie who was waiting for an opportunity suddenly made a move, like a thunderous body, and went straight to the little beast with boundless power.

The corners of the little beast's mouth raised strangely, with a touch of sarcasm.

Just as the Zombie Master's hand was about to tear the little beast apart, a dazzling light lit up.

A mysterious pattern lit up under the little beast's feet.

This pattern is exactly the same as the one outlined by the zombie before.

The only difference is that the zombie outlines an incomplete pattern, while the pattern at the feet of the little beast is complete.

The mysterious formation bounced away from the zombie master's hand.

The three celestial planets who were defending the fleet's suicide attack, seeing this scene, all had a bad premonition in their hearts.

At the same time, the little beast looked up to the sky and roared, and the invisible wave spread rapidly.

Almost at the same time, the entire fleet exploded.

A large amount of flesh and blood essence rushed in, all of which was sucked into the mouth by the little beast.

All this happened too fast, so fast that everyone hadn't even reacted, and everything was over.

The little beast looked around and looked at everyone sarcastically.

Then the little beast's body burst open, and everything merged into the mysterious formation.

The next moment, the entire void, all the starlight disappeared, leaving only endless darkness.

The cold sting irritated everyone, and everyone under the pressure of boundless pressure couldn't even swallow their saliva.

When a little light came on in the black silence.

A somewhat lazy voice rang.

"What a fascinating scenery!"

Enchanting, lazy, just listening to the voice, everyone seems to see a woman with a variety of styles.

Then a woman walked out of the picture. The few clothes made her happy, and her eyebrows were full of amorous feelings.

The woman's bare feet gently stepped onto the void, and she closed her eyes and enjoyed it all.

Looking at this woman, everyone's body seemed to be under a holding spell, unable to move.

No, I didn't dare to move.

They have never seen the pressure brought by this woman.

The woman opened her eyes and looked at everyone with a smile as her eyes flowed.

"My name is Zhenyue, one of the eight members. It’s the first time I meet, everyone is well."