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The old man of Tianji helped Su Ran up in a coma, and said to Xiang Nan solemnly: "Xiang Bei, to be honest, how sure are you?"

Xiang Nan took out the Sword of the Dead and said, "I don't know much about the inheritance of that exercise, so I can't say it myself, so I can only resign myself to fate." ”

Tianji looked at the sword of the dead and said: "This sword, the evil sect is powerful, and I don't know how many masters it has devoured, if you don't control it well, it is very likely that you will be harmed by this sword." ”

"My advice is that you just accept the inheritance and don't use this sword, it's safer. ”

Xiang Nan groaned: "Since Feng Xuan mentioned the Sword of the Dead, I think there should be a reason for him, and I choose to believe him." ”

The old man said: "Okay, anyway, we can't find a better way, let's try it, if you feel something is wrong in the middle of the inheritance, stop it immediately, let's find a way, don't be rash." ”

"Understood. Xiang Nan sat on the ground and placed the sword of the dead flat on his legs.

To be honest, Xiang Nan is also very jealous of this sword of the dead, this thing is really evil, not a joke.

It was so evil that it was so powerful, but Xiang Nan didn't dare to take it out and use it casually.

Every time he used it, Xiang Nan felt that it was more closely related to himself, and if he had time, he would sooner or later become its sword slave.

"Shhh...... ...... Xiang Nanlian took three deep breaths, he had made up his mind, and he also put his hands and Su Ran's hands together.

Su Ran is a puppet, and the exercises cannot be passed on to her, they can only be kept in her body.

Once Su Ran entered the complete body and communicated with Xiang Nan through the meridians, the inheritance of the exercises naturally "flowed" into Xiang Nan's body.

The moment the so-called Gongfa inheritance entered his own body, Xiang Nan suddenly felt a strange illusion.

The whole world is gone! All at once it has become an endless darkness.

The firmament, which was also dark, suddenly opened a round hole, and a beam of light (shot shè) came down.

And Xiang Nan fell to the ground inexplicably from the round hole.

"Here it is...... Dream?" Xiang Nan looked around in surprise, only to find that this was not a dream world.

Because it was completely dark, it was impossible to see anything except the ten meters that the light shrouded.

But what surprised Xiang Nan even more was that he was still holding the Sword of the Dead in his hand.

"What's going on?" Xiang Nanqi said, "Could it be that I was teleported to another unknown world?"

"Or is this an illusion that arises when the exercises are passed on?"

While muttering to himself, Xiang Nan walked forward with the Sword of the Dead, and that beam of light always followed him, hitting him from the sky, keeping him at the center of the pillar of light.

"How did this light come about, and what does it represent?" Xiang Nan thought for a moment and subconsciously waved the Sword of the Dead.

As a result, I found that the beam also moved.

"I see!" Xiang Nan suddenly realized, it turned out that the beam of light was not following him, but this sword! It was the core of the beam.

After walking a few more steps, I suddenly heard a rustling sound in my ears.

Xiang Nan immediately became vigilant, he held the sword in both hands, and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw that on the ground in front of me, something like a mist suddenly crawled out, which was a bit like a human form, but it was lying on the ground.

"What?" Xiang Nan was stunned.

The thing suddenly raised its head, its face as black as gas, and a pair of green eyes, emitting a faint green light in the boundless darkness.

But gradually, the thing's face changed, although it still looked hazy, but it was indeed exactly the same as Xiang Nan's appearance.

"This ......" Xiang Nan was completely confused, completely unaware of what was happening to him (身shēn).

The strangest thing is that a black sword that identical to the Sword of the Dead also appeared in the thing's hand.

Before Xiang Nan could react, the gas Xiang Nan rushed towards him.

Xiang Nan subconsciously raised his sword to block.

Rumble!

The two swords slashed together, and Xiang Nan was shocked and flew out.

Its power was so great that Xiang Nan couldn't imagine it, and even the sword of the dead was shocked and flew away.

Xiang Nan flew out upside down a full few dozen meters away, and his whole person was in absolute darkness, and he couldn't see where Xiang Nan was at all.

Xiang Nan hurriedly turned his head to look for it, only to see that fifty or sixty meters away, the Sword of the Dead was lying flat on the ground, still illuminated by the beam.

"No, we have to get that sword quickly!" Xiang Nan bowed (身shēn) and sprinted towards the sword of the dead.

But he found that his strength seemed to be gone, and this sprint was almost the same as the speed of a mortal running.

Rustling...... Rustling......

Around, there was another movement of the gas Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan only felt his hairs stand on end, and a creepy feeling entangled his whole (body shēn), that gas Xiang Nan was nearby!

Immediately afterward, a crisis enveloped Xiang Nanquan (身shēn), making him feel that he was likely to die in the next moment.

Xiang Nan relied on his strong sense of danger and rolled on the spot while running.

At the same time, a black shadow swept directly above Xiang Nan, and with a snort, the black sword cut a deep wound on Xiang Nan's arm.

Hurt!

The pain in my heart made Xiang Nan almost go into shock.

He had never felt such a strong sense of pain, and if it were an ordinary person, he would probably have passed out long ago.

But Xiang Nan relied on his firm willpower to force himself to wake up, and he couldn't see where the gas Xiang Nan was, so he gritted his teeth and ran wildly towards the sword of the dead with an iron heart.

"Damn! No wonder this technique is so hard to inherit!"

"If there is no Sword of the Dead, if ordinary people forcibly inherit the exercises, I am afraid that they will come directly to this dark area, and they will not be forcibly killed like headless flies. ”

Thirty meters away! Thirty meters from the Sword of the Dead.

Xiang Nan ran desperately.

Twenty meters more!

And fifteen meters!

Rustle, rustle.

The voice came again.

Xiang Nan suddenly accelerated, used all the strength of eating (milk nǎi), and sprinted towards the light where the sword of the dead was.

A feeling of death enveloped him, and it haunted him again.

And eight meters!

"It's coming!"

Xiang Nan roared, jumped violently in the wild run, and the whole person rushed forward, and the moment he flew and landed, he immediately rolled on the spot.

Laugh at!

The black sword cut into Xiang Nan's calf, and when the sword went down, Xiang Nan who was in pain died and came back to life, as if he was thrown into an oil pot to suffer.

There's still half a meter left!

Xiang Nan was in a cold sweat, gritting his teeth (quite tǐng), and was about to step into the light area.

But suddenly, a black claw grabbed Xiang Nan's ankle and pulled Xiang Nan's whole person to the ground.

Xiang Nan's upper half (身shēn) was already in the light, while the lower half (身shēn) was constantly dragged backwards by something.

Xiang Nan turned his body and kicked backwards, as if he had kicked on a half-gas, half-physical matter.

The claw let go for a moment, Xiang Nan jumped up and ran hard, he had already entered the light area, and when he was still five meters away from the King's Sword, he flew out again.

At the same time, the black gas-like Xiang Nan also rushed in, holding a black sword in his hand, and stabbed Xiang Nan fiercely in the back of the heart.