The thunderbolt man suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning and chased in the direction of Xiang Nan, leaving a sentence: "Whoever catches him is whoever!"

Far away, 50,000 miles away.

Xiang Nandao: "It seems to be closer, the aura fluctuations in front of you are getting stronger and stronger, and if you fly for a while, you should reach Xiao Zhengyang's place." ”

At this moment, Xiang Nan stood still, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Across a jungle is a clearing on the opposite side.

In the clearing, hundreds of corpses lay horizontally and vertically, and in the center of these corpses was a Shen man with long black hair.

The man sat on the ground, with a knife in his right hand, and his face was as cold as water.

All the corpses were without exception with severed heads, but what is even more noteworthy is that except for the decapitated wounds, the other parts of the body (body shēn) did not even have a trace of scars.

That shows that (Yin yīn) Shen man kills people with only one knife, and he never misses.

Across a jungle, Xiang Nan looked in the direction of the Yu man.

The (yin yīn) Yu man also slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of Xiang Nan.

The thunderbolt man had already chased after him at the speed of light, and when he saw Xiang Nan's back, he immediately laughed excitedly.

But in an instant, the thunderbolt man's face suddenly turned pale, and he froze in the air, as if someone had choked his neck, and looked in the direction of the clearing opposite across the forest.

"Shhh...... Not good!" The thunderbolt man turned (shēn) and fled.

"Come back. "In the mass grave, the (Yin yīn) Yu man had no expression (情qíng) and said lightly.

This sentence, as sharp as a knife, although hoarse and low, gives people the feeling of facing the abyss of death.

The thunderbolt man was so frightened that his heart stopped beating and he fell from the sky!

And the two sect masters who caught up behind them, and the beautiful woman, all turned pale!

"How did you meet him?" the beautiful woman's face (情qíng) became terrified, and cold sweat was dripping down her cheeks.

She gritted her teeth, lowered her voice, and said, "Don't move, don't move anyone! ”

"If he can lose interest in us and leave on his own, that's the best! Don't try to run away, that will anger him. ”

These big masters, like the frightened six gods and no masters, didn't even dare to take a breath.

The scene was so silent that even the beasts in the forest kept their mouths shut, and even the wind did not dare to blow again.

The Shen man was still sitting cross-legged, and the long knife in his right hand was also half-inserted into the ground.

He raised his head slightly, and a pair of sharp eyes like a knife looked in the direction of Xiang Nan through the gap between his wet long hair.

He said in a hoarse voice, "You're a swordsman." ”

Everyone was terrified.

Only Xiang Nan remained calm, he slowly pulled out the giant knife, and said, "Yes." ”

The man nodded and said, "With your strength, how can you be chased by these minions in a panic." ”

Several sect masters looked at each other.

Xiang Nandao: "Too lazy to waste time. ”

The man took out a wine jug from the Na ring and said, "I have a jug of wine, which I got by accident from the Xiaoyao Sect thirteen years ago. ”

"Come, have a drink with me, and show me your knife. ”

The four of them were stunned, and the long-haired man whispered, "How could he be? He actually took the initiative to invite people to drink? I have never heard of such a thing." ”

"What the hell is that young man?"

Xiang Nan carried the giant knife through the jungle, through countless corpses, and came to the opposite side of the (Yin yīn) Shen man.

The man glanced at Xiang Nan's giant knife and actually smiled.

"Good knife, I have killed countless people, but I have not been able to sacrifice such a good knife, you have killed more people than me. ”

Hearing this, the four people who chased and killed Xiang Nan before suddenly felt terrified!

"Get ...... Mistaken, right?" the strong man stammered: "He, he is the Gate of Purgatory, one of the Seven Great Ghost Kings, the Rasheng Ghost King!"

"Since the fall of the Nine Ghost Kings, he is the man who is most likely to step on the first place among the seven ghost kings......"

Xiang Nan also heard what the strong man said.

That Xiang Nan thought in his heart, it turned out that the Nine Ghost Kings were only one of the Eight Ghost Kings.

How powerful the Nine Ghost Kings are, naturally there is no need to talk nonsense, it is a cattle man who can't even be killed by the top sects such as the Spirit Vulture Sect and the Tianyan Sect all year round.

If this so-called Rasheng Ghost King can be as famous as the Nine Ghost Kings, of course it will not be an ordinary person.

In the era when the primordial universe was divided, the Eight Ghost Kings of Purgatory were ruthless characters who shocked the whole universe.

And the Nine Ghost Kings finally died, and they were not defeated by anyone, but by the Hellfire of Lawson.

When he thought so, Xiang Nan was already sitting opposite the man who was (yin yīn) Yu.

"Knives. The man said.

Xiang Nan placed his giant knife in front of him and laid it flat on the ground.

In the eyes of the Yu man, a rare flash of light flashed, and he praised: "Good knife!"

"Here, look at my knife. ”

As he spoke, the man also placed his knife on the ground in front of him, parallel to Xiang Nan's giant knife.

The man said: "The knife is the most brutal and direct weapon, there is no one, it does not have the chic of the sword, the weight of the hammer, the spirit of the gun, and the jump of the stick." ”

"Only by feeding the knife with blood can the knife (sex xìng) be raised, and the more people kill, the sharper its edge, the more blood it drinks, and the more simple it (身shēn) is. ”

"It's easy to kill, but it's commendable that your knife only kills the murderous, which is more difficult. ”

Two knives, very different in style.

The man's knife exudes a decisive air of killing, it is cold, not the temperature, but the feeling, as if the knife is on the ground, and even the ground is going to freeze.

This is a knife fed by countless souls.

And Xiang Nan's knife exudes a sense of righteousness, it (hot rè), it is not Wendy, it is also a feeling, as if this knife is placed on the ground, even the night can be illuminated.

The man nodded and said, "People say that the knife follows the person (sex xìng), and a person's temperament can affect his knife." ”

Speaking of this, the man ((forced bī)bī) looked at Xiang Nan's eyes and said, "Your knife is dedicated to killing people like me." ”

When the four of them heard this, they were so frightened that their souls flew out.

Only then did they realize that the young man they had been teasing and wanted to kill just now was actually a man who could talk to the Ghost King of Rasheng on an equal footing!

What a hell of a life! The young boy just now didn't show the momentum of an aggressive person!

"Do you want to kill me? The man poured Xiang Nan a glass of wine and said, "Your knife can make it happen if you drink my blood." ”

Xiang Nan drank the luscious liquor in one gulp, then stood up (body shēn) and said, "Waste of time, no interest, goodbye." ”

With that, Xiang Nan carried the giant knife and walked past the man (身 shēn).

The man sat still, he picked up the wine glass and put it to his lips, but he laughed and said, "It's good to go, don't send it." ”

"It's over!" the beautiful woman gasped, "I actually walked past the Ghost King of Rasheng (身shēn)!

"Even the Nine Ghost Kings didn't dare to walk past the right hand of the Luo Sheng Ghost King holding the sword!"

When Xiang Nan and Luo Sheng Ghost King passed by, and when the two Gaishiqi knives also passed by, the two knives both buzzed and vibrate.

As if to tell their unwillingness.

Two swords, spanning countless eras, met here and now, but did they miss each other like this?

But can't you tell the difference?Na Luo Sheng Ghost King stretched out his left hand, lightly pressed his knife, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, don't worry." ”