The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

In the huge cabin, there was no light, and it was so quiet that one could hear the beating of one's own heart.

The sword master swayed behind the stiff master, looking at the cold back of the stiff master, this scruffy man hesitated to speak.

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

"After the war is over, go live in seclusion with me!"

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

After so many years, it was the first time he said such a thing.

In terms of Zombie Master's temperament, the Sword Master doesn't really have too much hope, as long as he doesn't get beaten, he will be lucky.

Sure enough, as soon as the sword master spoke, the stiff master's body froze for a moment, but quickly returned to its original state.

The zombie master continued to walk in the dark cabin, and the sword master let out a long sigh in his heart.

"Where are you going?"

After a long time, the cold voice of the zombie master sounded.

The sword master was taken aback, thinking he had heard it wrong, and even scratched his ears in disbelief.

After confirming that he had heard correctly, the sword master was so happy that he almost jumped up, his whole body seemed to be drunk, light and airy.

"How about going to Langya Terrace?"

"Why don't you go to the second half of the Road of No Return, where it's quiet and the God of Darkness is often absent."

The sword master muttered excitedly. From the moment they met, he had dreamed countless times that there would be a day when he would hold the hand of his beloved girl and walk into the mountains and forests, never to come out again.

Just when the sword master was excited, a stream of extremely condensed sword energy suddenly swept across the dark cabin.

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

Fortunately, the zombie master's hand suddenly reached out and pulled him back.

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

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

"boom!"

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

The turbulent current in the void poured into the hull in an instant, squeezing the huge warship, and began to make harsh noises.

"come out."

The zombie master gave a cold drink to the deepest part of the cabin.

"interesting."

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

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

A man stood not far ahead, looking at the two zombie masters with a smile. Behind him were a large number of unconscious monks.

The man is white-clothed and white-haired, with the aura of a fairy, his breath is contained in his body, and he looks like a real master.

What really frightened the two of them was the black little weasel-like animal on the man's shoulder.

That little thing stared at the two of them closely, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, which made people feel chills down their spines.

"Who is your Excellency?" The sword master frowned and stood in front of the stiff master. The man in front of him seemed gentle, but he felt extremely dangerous.

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

With just a few words, the breath of the two zombie masters spewed wildly.

This guy was none other than Yixian who had once fought against the demonic Xiao Chen and left a life behind.

Although he lost to the demonic Xiao Chen, his strength was no joke.

He was the only one who was able to go through so many tricks under the hands of the demonic Xiao Chen and still escape.

After being defeated by the demonic Xiao Chen, Yixian hid in the void to recuperate, waiting for instructions by the way.

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

...

"Sure enough, you guys are playing tricks!" The sword master sneered: "Those are all from the Hidden Family, right? You caught them all?"

Yixian shrugged indifferently: "They are our people. After the last battle of the barrier, they were left in this starry sky."

Looking at the unconscious people behind Yixian, the sword master sneered: "Since you are one of your own, why did you end up like this?"

Yixian patted himself on the chest and said with a smile: "People's hearts will always change, what do you think?"

"That's the truth." The sword master nodded and continued to ask: "You used them all as sacrifices, what do you want to summon?"

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

"The god you speak of is really interesting, does it need to be sacrificed with flesh and blood?" the sword master mocked.

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

A snow-white sword qi rushed straight at it, and the turbulent flow of the sword qi destroyed the warship in an instant. It was so powerful that it was simply appalling.

As for the unlucky ones behind Yixian who were in a coma, they were instantly twisted so that there was not even a scum left.

Only some of the flesh and blood essence, which was not easy to detect, was sucked into the mouth by that weird little beast.

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

The zombie master didn't object, and his whole body instantly turned into silver light and disappeared in place.

At the same time, the rusty sword in the sword master's hand trembled slightly, and the dark red sword energy spread out from under his feet, instantly pulling out a huge sword array, enveloping Yixian.

Yixian patted the little beast on the shoulder, and the little beast turned to look at the sword master with mocking eyes.

Then the little beast jumped off Yixian's shoulder, and ran out of the sword array swaggeringly.

Seeing this scene, the Sword Master's expression was indifferent, and his state of mind did not fluctuate at all. He had already reached this level and was unlikely to be influenced by the outside world.

The sword master raised his empty left hand slightly, and the entire sword array trembled violently.

Then countless sword qi visible to the naked eye rose from the sword array.

The murderous intent was revealed in an instant, as long as Yixian made a slight movement, it would definitely affect the sword energy and activate the sword formation.

"Among those who have fought against me, your sword intent is the strongest." Yixian's calm eyes were full of excitement at this moment.

"You use a sword, and I use a sword. Why don't we use the way of a swordsman to solve problems?"

"swordsman."

The sword master was stunned, for I don't know how many years, I haven't heard of this secular title.

The world likes to call them sword immortals, with fluttering white clothes and walking with a sword, what a romantic and freehand style, compared to swordsmen, they always lack a little taste.

Only those who hold a sword are called swordsmen, not sword immortals.

...

Some things are never forgotten.

When you reach the end, you will feel at ease when you hold the original dream in your hand.

The sword master waved his hand to remove the sword formation, and shook the rusty sword in his hand. The rusty long sword instantly returned to its original appearance, a long sword of autumn water.

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

The sword master closed his eyes, immersed in that joy.