The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

With one sword strike, the golden cicada slayed him!

There was no resistance at all, and he just died before his eyes.

Chen Xi and Lin Xun looked at each other, unable to calm down in their hearts.

In their respective lives, they also had endless grievances with Jin Chan.

This golden cicada has traveled through seventeen eras of chaos. Long before they each realized the path of life, he was already a legend!

Now, who can not feel sad to see such a legend that has been fighting for eternity disappear from the world like this?

Just as Su Yi said.

To respect Jin Chan is to respect yourself.

Putting aside the grudges and blood feuds, just speaking from the perspective of Dao, this man's courage, skill, and moral conduct are indeed indescribable.

"I was born only eighteen years old, and one year of chaos lasts for one year. After all, this golden cicada did not live to be truly eighteen years old."

Chen Xi whispered.

This is like the fate of cicada.

Cicadas don’t know autumn and winter, and summer insects don’t know the ice.

Why?

Fate.

On the road, everyone has his own destiny.

If there is no life, how can we live?

They are all beings who have embarked on the path of life. It is precisely because of understanding and insight into the true meaning of life that we can deeply understand how mysterious the word "fate" is.

"The battle between the avenues has always been like this."

Lin Xundao said, "However, I didn't expect that he couldn't even block the sword of Brother Taoist Swordsman."

Su Yi turned around and said, "If you two hadn't restrained him until now, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to kill him so easily."

Lin Xun couldn't help but laugh and said: "Brother Taoist, there is no need to be modest. Taoist brother Chen Xi and I are not short-sighted. How can we not understand the weight of the power of that sword?"

Chen Xi also smiled.

Just as Lin Xun said, that sword strike before was destined to be unstoppable even when Jin Chan was at his peak!

This is the gap between them and Su Yi.

Su Yi said seriously: "The reason why I am able to achieve what I am today is not thanks to the help of two Taoist friends?"

At the beginning, it was Chen Xi who gave the secret of reincarnation to his first life, thus allowing him to embark on the road of reincarnation reconstruction.

And that rotten scabbard, which contains the source of life, comes from the wonderful Taoist trees that were once controlled by Lin Xun!

In addition, a long time ago, Chen Xi and Lin Xun specially invited his first life to the Zhongmiao Dao Ruins to understand the path of life with the swordsman.

Although the first life at that time refused, to Su Yi, this invitation was extremely precious.

Su Yi held his palm, and two light groups emerged, "These are all my insights and experiences before and after I embarked on the path of life. Although it is different from the path pursued by the two Taoist friends, I can use it for reference and brainstorm. Please also ask Accept it, both of you.”

Both Chen Xi and Lin Xun couldn't help but feel moved.

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

Chen Xi smiled and took one of the light groups.

"I may hesitate to owe others a favor, but I owe a favor to Brother Dao, and I can't ask for it."

Lin Xun also accepted the light ball with a smile.

We have known each other a long time ago, so there is no need to be polite.

Su Yi smiled and said: "After you two have enlightened, let's discuss everything and communicate. I have only been on the path of life for a short time, and I need to ask you for advice on many things."

Chen Xi and Lin Xun naturally agreed happily.

Although the two of them were seriously injured at the moment, it was not fatal. They could just absorb the cultivation experience given by Su Yi while healing their injuries.

Immediately, the two of them sat cross-legged and practiced alone.

This seemingly random action made Su Yi smile slightly. This is the trust between friends of Dao.

Su Yi took out the wine bottle and looked around.

Jin Chan is dead.

But the words Jin Chan said before she died still linger in her ears.

Yes, why does Jin Chan know that he does not belong to Nirvana Chaos?

And why are you so sure that you can open the door to hell?

"If we can find Immortal Slayer, we might be able to get the answer from him."

Su Yi thought of this and shook his head again.

Based on the attitude that Zhan Xianke showed before, he was afraid that no matter what he asked, he would not reveal anything.

Um?

Su Yi suddenly turned around and looked towards the deepest part of the chaotic wilderness.

…

On a chaotic remains.

Zhan Xianke rested his head on his arms and lay on them.

A dwarf the size of a grain of rice stood beside his ear.

"Sir, I am very puzzled. You have been here for forty-nine epochs, and now you have waited for the 'Man of Destiny', but why didn't you tell him what happened back then?"

The dwarf has a beard and hair like snow, and has a fairy-like manner, but when he speaks, he is polite and respectful.

"What happened in the past will naturally become clear to him after he leaves this prison. There is no need for me to say anything."

Zhan Xianke shrugged his eyelids, as if he was about to fall asleep, and his voice was very muffled.

"But he definitely doesn't know how much price and sacrifice you have paid for this in these forty-nine epochs."

The dwarf old man couldn't help but said, "Maybe he is still wary and wary of adults, and regards adults as potential threats!"

There was reluctance in his words, and he couldn't understand why Zhan Xianke didn't want to talk openly with the destined man.

"Why are you talking about this? Hypocrisy!"

Zhan Xianke snorted, "I'm just doing what I have to do, and I've paid the price myself. Why should I go and complain about that kid? I don't need his gratitude, and I don't care if he misses me." My love!”

As he said this, he couldn't help but want to drink, but then he remembered that he had given the last half a bottle of wine to Su Yi.

The old dwarf sighed, "Your Excellency's broad-mindedness is far inferior to mine!"

"Stop talking nonsense. I am very narrow-minded. No matter who cursed me behind my back, I still remember it clearly."

The Immortal Slayer looked at the sky and said lazily, "Old Immortal, you don't have to speak up for me anymore. I also told you clearly not to try to instigate me to take back the Nine Hells Sword."

The old dwarf's face suddenly changed, and he lowered his head and said, "Your Excellency is overthinking. I absolutely dare not!"

The Immortal Slayer ignored the old dwarf's attitude and said softly, "If you don't give up, you can try it! I was able to suppress you, the Chaos Emperor of the 'Qingming Daoyu' back then. Now, even if I have fallen to this point today, it is easy to take your life."

The old dwarf trembled all over and kept saying that he didn't dare.

The Immortal Slayer sneered, "What are you afraid of? I think you're probably hoping that those old bastards outside the gate of the Heavenly Prison will come in and kill you, right?"

The dwarf old man was shaking all over.

"Still pretending?"

The Immortal Slayer suddenly raised his hand, pinched the rice-sized dwarf old man between his fingertips, and placed him in front of him.

The dwarf old man's expression was also clearly seen by the Immortal Slayer.

"The Immortal Slayer, you have humiliated me for so many years, isn't it enough! If you have the guts, kill me now! But you will definitely die!"

At this moment, the dwarf old man suddenly roared, and his kind and gentle face was twisted and hideous, filled with resentment and violent breath.

The Immortal Slayer smiled and said, "That's right. You are the leader of the first immortal sect in Qingming Daoyu. It's useless to pretend to be pitiful. It only makes me feel sick!"

"But..."

The Immortal Slayer changed the subject, "I won't kill you. I want you to see with your own eyes how the mortal boy who was bullied and beaten by you guys back then will break through the world of Qingming Daoyu in the future!"

The dwarf old man grinned, "Really? But in my opinion, even if that damn destiny man comes back, as long as he opens the gate of the Heavenly Prison, he is doomed to die!"

The Immortal Slayer snapped his fingers, and the dwarf old man fell to his ear, covering his neck and coughing violently.

"Then wait and see."

The Immortal Slayer's voice suddenly dropped, and he said, "If he can't do it, the Nine Hell Sword will just choose another destined person, but... I won't protect it anymore..."

The old dwarf laughed and said sarcastically, "You, Immortal Slayer, as the most mysterious 'Sword Keeper', have lost most of your life essence. Now, after forty-nine epochs, you are no longer a human or a ghost. What qualifications do you have to protect the way?"

The old dwarf's face was full of resentment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The Nine Hell Sword should not have been controlled by a mortal as lowly as an ant, but you, Immortal Slayer, helped that ant steal the Nine Hell Sword! Not only are you blind, you should be punished by heaven and earth!"

At this moment, the old dwarf cursed unscrupulously, roared hysterically, and looked like a madman.

The Immortal Slayer lay there, turning a deaf ear, closing his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Sword Keeper.

Man of Destiny.

In the Qingming Dao Realm, only a handful of beings know what these two titles mean.

Hmm?

That's right, the Immortal Slayer's eyes opened a crack.

At the same time——

In the deepest part of the chaos, in front of the dark prison door.

A cicada shell appeared quietly.

The cicada shell suddenly burned and turned into a dazzling golden light, like a beam of light standing in the void at one end and sweeping into the portal that connects the sky and the earth at the other end.

The entire prison portal shook violently.

A figure actually broke through the obstruction of the dark portal, stepped on the golden divine rainbow in one step, and descended into this chaotic wilderness!