Shangguan Yuanjian walked in the dark forest with heavy steps, he was exhausted, the mud and rotten roots under his feet were like black arms, every step was very difficult, since he came to this dark forest in the southernmost part of the Demon Realm Tidal Continent, it had been four days, he had been separated from Ximen Cangyue two days ago, and now he was still looking for Cangyue's whereabouts, he hadn't rested for a long time, but he had to always be on guard against the attack of demon corpses or beasts.

Hunger and sleepiness haunted him, but he did not dare to relax, because danger would come at any time, and he did not dare to be careless.

That kind of terrifying muffled roar, like the sound of death in the throat when a person is dying, is still around, disappearing from time to time, Shangguan Yuanji knows that it is the voice of the demon corpse, a low-level monster, it is an alchemist used by necromancers to study, and after being discarded, it becomes a walking corpse-like existence, and he has killed countless demon corpses in the past few days, and he doesn't understand why the demon clan would exile this kind of thing here.

The demon corpse stepped on the ground, getting closer and closer, Shangguan Yuanji held a sword in his right hand, and as soon as the demon corpse found him, his mouth grew and his rotten green teeth were exposed, and he pounced on him with salivation. Shangguan Yuanji gritted his teeth, blocked it with a horizontal sword, and his teeth were close to his face. Shangguan Yuanji raised his foot and kicked the demon corpse out, and quickly rushed up and stabbed the demon corpse in the brain with a sword, the smelly black blood and green body fluids splattered out, and the demon corpse stopped moving.

Shangguan Yuanji didn't even have the strength to gasp, he relaxed his body, fell to the ground, and slowly closed his sleepy eyes. At the moment, he didn't care about anything, and he didn't care if there would be any more demon corpses to attack, he just wanted to sleep well now.

When he opened his eyes again, his body still felt very tired, and Shangguan Yuanji tried to sit up before he opened his eyes, but he couldn't do it, because his whole body was weak, like a disabled person, and he couldn't move.

Something was dripping down his face, and he felt suddenly awake, and he opened his eyes to see a vague figure leaning over to look at him.

"Ziyan?" Yuan Ji opened his mouth in surprise.

"Why, it's only been half a month since you arrived in the Demon Realm, and you're already dead?" Dongfang Ziyan walked up to him indifferently and leaned over to look at him.

"I'm just tired, take a break." Shangguan Yuanji said silently.

"What a sissy, does a man need a break? Have you already got everything you wanted? Is it time to rest! Dongfang Ziyan snorted coldly, and after speaking, he got up and left, leaving only a back for Shangguan Yuanji.

"Where are you going? Feed! Shangguan Yuanji moved his body and asked loudly, but Dongfang Ziyan didn't look back, "Dongfang Ziyan!" Shangguan Yuan sat up violently, waking up from a big dream, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and the person sitting in front of him turned out to be Ximen Cangyue.

I saw Ximen Cangyue holding a metal cup, sitting beside him, looking at him inexplicably, "What nonsense did you just say?" Do you sleep stupidly? ”

"Why are you here? Didn't you get separated from me? Shangguan Yuanji covered his head, and he was still a little delirious when he woke up.

"You're embarrassed to say that if Miss Ben hadn't been witty that day and hadn't taken the wrong path like you, maybe she would have become as embarrassed as you." Ximen Cangyue toes are high.

"Where is this?" Shangguan Yuanji looked up, he felt that he should be in a huge canyon, and the dark sky of the Demon Realm was lit up with a morning star and a blue moon.

"This is the Valley of the Wind God." An unfamiliar voice came, and Shangguan Yuanji didn't even notice that there was actually another person beside him, and that person seemed to be there all along, but others couldn't sense his presence.

Shangguan Yuanji looked at that person coldly, and at the same time reached his waist with his right hand and wanted to draw his sword, but his wind-cut sword was gone.

"Yuan Ji, it was this person who saved us." Ximen Cangyue said lightly.

The man had long white hair, black coarse cloth clothes, two scars on his face, the years had left a sense of vicissitudes on his face, he was a middle-aged man, but he still couldn't hide the sword-like sharpness, at this moment he was holding Shangguan Yuanji's wind-cutting sword and looked at it, "Yes, this sword is made of refined iron, although the sword itself is not very famous, but it is very practical." ”

Shangguan Yuanji looked at the man, his face full of vigilance, "Who are you?" ”

"My name is Mishu Chardins, and I was once known as the sword god of the demon race." The man said that he was bored, and he wanted to answer a very common question.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Ximen Cangyue was stunned for a moment.

Shangguan Yuanji was stunned for a moment, and then said without any relaxation: "You are talking nonsense, the Sword God has been dead for many years, even if he has not died, it is impossible to be as young as you, don't think I don't know, my grandfather used to deal with Mithew Chardins, you can't fool me." ”

"Indeed, now I am no longer a sword god, the new sword god is Freyton Chardins, my nephew." Mi Xiu said lightly, he threw the wind cut to Shangguan Yuanji, stretched his waist and said, "I did have an intersection with Shangguan Yingbu, it was more than thirty years ago, and I saw it with my own eyes at that time...... The shadow falls......" he muttered, and as he said this, Michaeu seemed to see the black shadow falling from the sky again, and the howling of the wind before he died.

"You...... It's really Mithew Chardins......" Shangguan Yuanji listened to the man's words and couldn't help but tremble, but the man didn't respond to him. "I heard that Michauff Chardins is the king of the field of swordsmanship, and no one can replace it, I heard that the first artifact of the thirteen artifacts, the Shadow Demon Sword, is still in your hands, and the magic sword Athomus is on the way"

"Shadow Demon and Magic Sword Athomus? I've heard about it too. Simon Zhishui exclaimed.

The man didn't speak, just looked at Shangguan and Cangyue and smiled softly.

Shangguan Yuanji knows that Mi Xiu Chardines is a top master who emerged in the human world during the "Hundred Years of Chaos" period, Mi Xiu's swordsmanship is known as an invincible opponent in the Three Realms, even the three famous assassination techniques cannot be compared with him, the magic sword in Mi Xiu's hand is a very powerful existence, and his "Sword God Technique" is a swordsmanship without flaws, although Mi Xiu belongs to the black market demon clan and is one of the famous "Seven Demon Gods", but he rarely fights with people, not so much that he is a demon, but that he is a " Neutral". This is a man with an unclear position, and he is also a person that Shangguan Yuanji has always admired.

"It turns out that this uncle is such a powerful character...... Ximen Cangyue said in surprise.

"Sir, my name is Shangguan Yuanji, and I have a reluctant request." Yuan Ji suddenly stood up and said.

"Huh?" Michaeu didn't know what he was asking of himself.

"What do you want to do?" Ximen Cangyue asked.

"I'd like to ask Mr. Misho to teach me swordsmanship." Shangguan Yuanji knelt on the ground, "Please Mr. Mixiu must promise me no matter what!" ”

Mi Xiu looked at Shangguan Yuanji coldly and said, "Are you sure...... Want to learn from me? ”