Lin Lang looked at the figure in front of him, the figure swung a sword at Lin Lang, a white light appeared in Lin Lang's eyes, Lin Lang felt a tightness all over his body, and the hairs all over his body stood upside down, and he hurriedly blocked the Beiyun Sword in front of his chest, and a strong force came over, and Lin Lang took more than a dozen steps back.

With a gaze, Lin Lang looked at the figure, only to see the figure disappear in Lin Lang's eyes in a flash, a cold wind hit behind him, Lin Lang hurriedly put the Beiyun Sword behind him, and the sound of "" came out, and Lin Lang was pushed to the ground by a force.

Lin Lang got up and looked at the figure with a solemn face, the long sword in the figure's hand flashed with a white light again, and then the figure turned into a white light and merged into the sword, and the long sword stabbed straight at Lin Lang.

Lin Lang waved the cloud sword in his hand, facing the long sword of the figure, the tips of the two swords were pressed together, "ding", Lin Lang took three steps back, the long sword of the figure flew up, turned around and continued to stab Lin Lang, Lin Lang's eyes were shocked, "Jian Yi" stabbed out, "Ding", the long sword turned into a figure flew out upside down, the long sword slowly shattered in mid-air, and a ball of white light appeared in front of Lin Lang's eyes.

Lin Lang's eyes widened, he thought that the figure would have some backhand, and was secretly on guard, but the figure disappeared directly, leaving only a cloud of white light.

With a wry smile, Lin Lang's mind probed into the white light, and a style of swordsmanship appeared in front of him.

The name of the sword technique is called the sword of killing, there is no rank, there are no complicated moves, the sword technique is the same, if you don't kill people, you will kill yourself.

Lin Lang scolded secretly, his mind withdrew the sword marks, what kind of disciples did the emperor collect, how could he still practice this kind of lifeless swordsmanship, the person who created this style of swordsmanship is also a madman, although this style of swordsmanship is powerful, but this drawback, who can bear it? Is it difficult to become a practice of swordsmanship and have to take a small life?

Looking at the other sword marks on the stone wall, a sword mark lit up slightly when Lin Lang's gaze swept over, Lin Lang looked at the sword mark intently, and his mind was directly sucked in.

A handsome man sat on the ground and looked at Lin Lang, Lin Lang held the Bieyun Sword tightly in his hand, and looked at the man with a vigilant face, the man smiled, and actually said to Lin Lang: "Such a powerful sword intent, the swordsmanship you have learned must be very not simple"!

Lin Lang looked at the man with a surprised expression, and the man continued: "I know you have a lot of questions, sit down, I'll tell you slowly"!

Frowning, Lin Lang slowly walked in front of the man, the man looked at Lin Lang and nodded with satisfaction, and said with a light sigh: "The outside world doesn't know how many years have passed, the emperor has been self-styled for thousands of years, and it should be time for everything to return to dust and dust to earth!"

Lin Lang looked at the man and asked, "Do you have your own consciousness?"

The man nodded and smiled: "I am the last disciple of the emperor, and I am loved by my master and given the name of the sword idiot!"

Lin Lang got up and bowed deeply to the man and said, "Senior Lin Lang, meet the sword idiot seniors"!

The sword idiot waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, don't come to this set, what I hate the most is red tape, everyone meets in Pingshui, peers talk about friendship, drink and talk about Taoism, isn't it happy"?

Lin Lang clasped his fists and asked at the sword idiot: "Sword idiot senior, I don't know what happened here, why did it become like this?"

The sword idiot's face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "The family teacher Emperor Yan is kind by nature, excludes evil beasts, helps the world, bears natural disasters, destroys, and his exploits are shaking through the ages, who can compare with several contemporary emperors?

Taking a deep breath, the sword idiot continued: "At that time, there was also a great emperor who was as famous as the family teacher Emperor Yan, known as: "Blood Emperor"!

The Blood Emperor and his family teacher were friends for eight worships, and the Blood Emperor was free and loose all his life, without any disciples and relatives.

I don't know what the Blood Emperor broke into where he shouldn't break in, and led to a number of unknown strong people to kill him, the family teacher went to the door alone to ask for the law in order to avenge the blood emperor, but the enemy was too strong, and the family teacher was seriously injured and returned, not out of a hundred years, three strong men killed the Yan Emperor Dojo, only one blow, and killed all the same people in the dojo, I was lucky to escape a life, the remnant soul into the sword, to survive, the other senior brothers, except for the people who went out, all died!

Then the family teacher and the offender fought, destroying the world, a round of blood moon appeared in the sky, and finally the family teacher killed three strong men at the feet, and was seriously injured, at that time the dojo was also suppressed in the soul of the ancient beast, so the master wanted to seal himself the dojo, intending to spend countless years to wear out the soul of the beast, but at this time a mace suddenly flew from the sky.

The sword idiot's eyes showed a look of fear, one blow, only one blow, the mace smashed the family teacher's emperor body, the family master knew that his fate was exhausted, so he used the method of defying the sky, at the cost of his soul flying, closed the dojo, dragged the dojo into the spatial turbulence, and then I don't know what happened, they all died, none of them survived, they all died!

Lin Lang looked at the sword idiot and sighed, he didn't know what to say at this time, the two of them sat there quietly, Lin Lang didn't bother the sword idiot, after the two pillars of incense, the sword idiot was sad

walked out and smiled at Lin Lang: "I'm smiling at you, I haven't found anyone who can talk for a long, long time!"

Lin Lang looked at the sword idiot seriously and said: "The name of Emperor Yan of the Lingshi has been recorded in history, no one can erase his contribution to the human race, he will be successful in Lin Lang's cultivation, and he will definitely set up a mound of Emperor Yan in this place for future generations to worship"!

A flash of inspiration flashed in the sword idiot's eyes, and he got up and bowed to Lin Lang and said: "The little brother has a heart, the sword idiot is grateful, and there is nothing to repay, so I can only teach you all my understanding of the sword, and when the remnant soul of the sword idiot dissipates, please also ask the little brother to find an inconspicuous place on the stele of the family teacher to write the name of the sword idiot"!

Lin Lang waved his hand and said to the sword idiot: "Sword idiot senior, I have an ancient treasure town soul tablet, which can ensure that the remnant soul of the predecessor is not scattered, the predecessor might as well enter it first to cultivate, and wait for the junior to find a body for the predecessor in the future, and the predecessor can practice again, and then ask the way of heaven"!

"Oh"?" The sword idiot was stunned for a moment, looked at Lin Lang and asked, "Is there such a magical thing in the world, why have I never heard of it?"

Lin Lang smiled and said to the sword idiot: "Senior, wait a minute, you can see it in a while!" After speaking, Lin Lang withdrew from the sword mark in his heart, his hand flashed, and the Soul Suppression Tablet was held in the palm of his hand, and he got up and walked towards the stone wall.

Walking to the stone wall, Lin Lang shouted at the deepest sword mark: "Sword idiot senior, have you seen the soul suppression tablet in my hand?

The sword mark flashed, and then a wisp of white light flew out of the sword mark and went straight to the Soul Suppression Tablet in Lin Lang's hand, and the Soul Suppression Tablet flashed a trace of black light, and then took the white mang in.

Entering the Soul Suppression Monument, the sword idiot looked at everything around him in disbelief, and muttered: "Time is in a completely static state, this, how is this done?

Lin Lang said to the sword idiot in the Soul Suppression Tablet: "What's the matter, the junior didn't lie to you, right?"

The sword idiot nodded again and again: "Miracle, this is simply a miracle, the remnant soul can be slowly recovered in this monument, this thing is so magical, why have I never heard of it before?

Lin Lang said with a smile: "Senior, this thing is not an artifact, but I can't tell what it is, this is an accident obtained by the junior in an experience!"

The sword idiot nodded, and Lin Lang's voice continued to come: "Senior, you can rest in the Soul Suppression Monument first, you can call me if you have something, and you still have a neighbor in the Soul Suppression Monument, you can chat with him to relieve boredom when he wakes up!" After speaking, Lin Lang took the Soul Suppression Tablet back into the ring.