Immortal Martial God Chapter 2193: Don’t worry, don’t worry

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The thunder and lightning man suddenly turned into a flash of lightning, chasing in Xiang Nan's direction, and left a sentence: "Whoever catches him is the one!"

In the distance, fifty thousand miles away.

Xiang Nandao: "It seems to be closer, the aura fluctuations in front of you are getting 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, there is a clearing opposite.

In the clearing, hundreds of corpses lie all over the place. At the center of these corpses is a gloomy man with long black hair.

The man sits on the ground with a knife in his right hand, his face is as cold as water.

All the corpses, without exception, had their heads severed, but what is more noteworthy is that, except for the cuts from the decapitation, the other parts of the body did not even have a trace of scars.

That means that a gloomy man kills with only one knife, and he never fails.

Across a jungle, Xiang Nanyao looked in the direction of the gloomy man.

The gloomy man also slowly raised his head and looked in Xiang Nan's direction.

The thunder and lightning man was already chasing at the speed of light, and when he saw Xiang Nan's back, he immediately laughed excitedly.

In a short time, the thunder and lightning man's face suddenly paled, and he froze in the air, as if he was caught in the neck, across the forest, and looked in the direction of the opposite clearing.

"His...not good!" The thunder man turned around and fled like a ghost.

"Come back." In the chaotic grave, the gloomy man said with a blank expression on his face.

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

The thunder and lightning man was so scared that his heart stopped beating and he fell from the sky!

The two Sect Masters and the beautiful woman who caught up behind them all turned pale!

"How did you meet him?" The beautiful woman's expression became terrified, and the cold sweat tickled down her cheeks.

She gritted her teeth, lowered her voice, and said: "Don't move, don't move anyone! Don't make any unnecessary movements."

"If he can lose interest in us and leave by himself, that's the best! Don't try to escape, it will irritate him."

These great masters are like Liushen Wuzhu who have been frightened, and they don't even dare to take a mouthful of the atmosphere.

The scene was extremely silent, even the beasts in the forest closed their mouths, and even the wind did not dare to blow.

The gloomy man is still sitting cross-legged, and the long knife in his right hand is halfway into the ground.

He lifted his head slightly, a pair of sharp eyes like a blade, looking through the gap of his wet long hair, towards Xiang Nan.

He said hoarsely: "You are a swordsman."

Everyone was frightened.

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 guys in a panic."

Several suzerains looked at each other.

Xiang Nandao: "Too lazy to waste time."

The man took out a hip flask from the ring and said: "I have a pot of wine, which I accidentally acquired from the Xiaoyao Sect thirteen years ago."

"Come, have a drink with me, let me see, your knife."

The four were stunned, and the long-haired man whispered: "Why? He actually invited someone to drink? I have never heard of such a thing."

"That young man, what is the origin?"

Xiang Nan carried the giant knife through the jungle, passed through countless corpses, and came to the opposite side of the gloomy man.

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

"A good knife, I have killed countless people, and I have not been able to sacrifice such a good knife. You killed more people than me."

Hearing these words, the four people who chased Xiang Nan before, suddenly felt terrified!

"Do... make a mistake?" The strong man stammered: "He, he is the gate of purgatory, one of the seven ghost kings, Rashen ghost king!"

"Since the fall of the nine ghost kings, he is the man most likely to be the first among the seven ghost kings..."

Xiang Nan also heard what the strong man said.

That Xiang Nan felt thoughtful, it turned out that the nine ghost kings were only one of the eight ghost kings.

How powerful the Nine Ghost Kings are, of course you don’t need to talk nonsense, they are even the top sects of the Lingjiu Sect, Tianyan Sect, etc., who can't kill them all the year round.

If the so-called Luosheng Ghost King can be as famous as the Jiuyou Ghost King, of course it will not be a general generation.

In the era of the split of the primitive universe, the eight ghost kings of purgatory, but the cruel character that shocked the entire universe.

And the Nine Ghost Kings eventually died, not defeated, but killed by Rosen's hellfire.

Thinking like this, Xiang Nan was already sitting opposite the gloomy man.

"Knife." The man said.

Xiang Nan placed his giant knife in front of him, flat on the ground.

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

"Come, look at my knife."

Speaking, the man also put his knife on the ground in front of him, parallel to Xiang Nan's giant knife.

The man said: "The sword is the most brutal and direct weapon. There is no one. It does not have the dashingness of a sword, the cumbersomeness of a hammer, the sharpness of a gun, and the escape of a stick."

"Only by feeding the knife with blood, can the knife be developed. The more killings, the sharper the front, and the more blood drinking, the more simple the body."

"It's easy to kill, but the commendable thing is that your sword only cuts the murderous generation, which is more difficult."

Two knives with different styles.

The man's knife is full of decisiveness. It's cold, not the temperature, but the feeling, as if the knife is on the ground and even the ground is freezing.

This is a knife fed by countless souls.

And Xiang Nan's knife is full of uprightness. It is hot, not Wendy, but also feeling, as if this knife is placed on the ground, and it can be illuminated even in the dark.

The man nodded and said: "People say that a knife follows human nature, and a person's temperament can affect his knife."

Speaking of this, the man stared at Xiang Nan's eyes and said: "You knife is designed to kill someone like me."

When the four heard this, even their souls were frightened.

They realized that the young man they had been teasing and wanted to kill was actually a man who could have an equal conversation with the King of Ghosts!

What a hell! That young kid just now didn't show aggressive momentum!

"Want to kill me?" The man poured Xiang Nan a glass of wine and said: "Your knife, drinking my blood, can make it happen."

Xiang Nan drank the luscious liquor in one sip, then stood up and said: "Wasting time, no interest, goodbye."

After that, Xiang Nan carried the giant knife and just walked past the man.

The man sat still, he held up the wine glass and put it to his lips, but he laughed and said, "Good to go, not to send it."

"Passed!" The beautiful woman took a breath: "I actually walked past Luosheng Ghost King! No one can do this!"

"Even the Jiuyou Ghost King did not dare to walk past Luosheng Ghost King's right hand holding the knife!"

When Xiang Nan and Luosheng Ghost King passed by, when the two Ge Shiqi knives passed by, both knives buzzed and shook.

As if to tell their unwillingness.

Two absolute knives, spanning countless ages, met here and now, but should they miss each other so much?

Can't you tell the difference? Na Luosheng Ghost King stretched out his left hand, gently pressed his own knife, and whispered: "Don't worry, don't worry."