IMMORTAL MARTIAL GOD

Chapter 2193 Don't Worry, Don't Worry

The lightning man suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning and chased after Xiang Nan, leaving behind a sentence, "Whoever catches him will be the one!"

Fifty thousand miles away.

Xiang Nan said, "It seems to be getting closer. The Spiritual Qi fluctuations in front of us are getting denser and denser. If we fly a bit further, we should reach where Xiao Zhengyang is."

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

Across the jungle was an open space.

There were hundreds of corpses lying on the open ground. At the center of these corpses was a gloomy man with long black hair.

The man sat on the ground, his right hand leaning on the knife, his face as cold as water.

All the corpses had their heads cut off without exception, but what was even more noteworthy was that apart from the wounds on their heads, there were not even the slightest wounds on their bodies.

That meant that a gloomy man only needed one knife to kill, and he never missed.

Xiang Nan looked in the direction of the gloomy man from afar through the jungle.

The gloomy man slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of Xiang Nan.

The lightning man had already chased after Xiang Nan at lightning speed. When he saw Xiang Nan's back, he immediately laughed out loud in excitement.

But in an instant, the lightning man's face suddenly turned pale. He froze in the air, as if someone had grabbed his neck. He looked across the forest in the direction of the open space opposite him.

"Hiss … Not good!" The lightning man turned around and fled as if he had seen a ghost.

"Come back." In the mass graveyard, the gloomy man expressionlessly said.

These words were as sharp as knives. Although they were hoarse and deep, they gave off the feeling of facing the abyss of death.

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

The faces of the two sect masters and the beautiful woman who were chasing after him also turned pale!

"How did I meet him?" The beautiful woman's expression became extremely frightened as cold sweat dripped down her cheeks.

She gritted her teeth and lowered her voice, "Don't move, nobody move! Don't make any unnecessary movements."

"It would be great if he could lose interest in us and leave on his own! Don't try to escape, that would anger him."

These experts seemed to be frightened out of their wits, not even daring to breathe out a single mouthful of air.

The scene was extremely quiet. Even the wild beasts in the forest shut their mouths, not even daring to blow the wind again.

The gloomy man continued to sit cross-legged, and the saber in his right hand also stabbed into half of the ground.

He raised his head slightly and looked in the direction of Xiang Nan through the wet gap between his long hair.

"You're a macheteman," he said in a hoarse voice.

Everyone was scared out of their wits.

Only Xiang Nan remained calm. He slowly pulled out his saber and said, "Yes."

The man nodded and said, "With your strength, how could you be chased by these underlings?"

The sect masters looked at each other.

"I'm too lazy to waste time," Xiang Nan said.

The man took out a wine jug from his storage ring and said, "I have a jug of wine. Thirteen years ago, I accidentally obtained it from the Freedom Sect."

"Come, have a drink with me. Let me see your saber."

The four of them were stunned. The long-haired man whispered, "Why? He actually took the initiative to invite people to drink? I've never heard of such a thing."

"What exactly is the background of that young man?"

Xiang Nan carried the giant saber through the jungle, through countless corpses, and arrived opposite the gloomy man.

The man glanced at Xiang Nan's huge saber and actually smiled.

"Good saber, I have killed countless people, but I have not been able to use such a good saber. You have killed many more people than me."

Hearing this, the four people who were chasing after Xiang Nan felt their bones stand on end!

"Are you … mistaken?" The strong man stammered, "He, he is the Gate of Purgatory, one of the Seven Great Ghost Kings, Luo Sheng Ghost King!"

"Ever since the Nine Nether Ghost King died, he is the most likely man among the seven Ghost Kings to step into the first place …"

Xiang Nan also heard what the strong man said.

Xiang Nan was lost in thought. It turned out that the Nine Nether Ghost King was only one of the eight Ghost Kings.

Of course, there was no need to waste words about how powerful the Nine Nether Ghost King was. He was an awesome person that even the Spirit Vulture Sect, Sky Spill Sect, and other top sects could not kill all year round.

If this so-called Luo Sheng Ghost King was able to become as famous as the Nine Nether Ghost King, then of course, he would not be an ordinary person.

In the era when the primordial universe was divided, the Eight Purgatory Ghost Kings were ruthless characters that shocked the entire universe.

In the end, the Nine Nether Ghost King was not defeated, but killed by Rosen's Hellfire.

When he thought this, Xiang Nan had already sat opposite the gloomy man.

"Saber." The man said.

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

A rare flash of light flashed through the gloomy man's eyes. He praised, "Good saber!"

"Come, look at my saber."

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

The man said, "The saber is the most brutal and direct weapon. There is no one. It has no sword, no hammer, no spear, and no rod to jump off."

"Only by feeding him fresh blood can he nurture his saber nature. The more he kills, the sharper his edge, the more he drinks blood, and the simpler his body is."

"It's easy to kill, but what's precious is that your saber can only kill savages. This is even harder."

The two blades had completely different styles.

The man's saber emitted a murderous and decisive aura. It was cold, not because of the temperature, but because it felt as if the saber was going to freeze on the ground.

This was a knife fed by countless undead souls.

As for Xiang Nan's saber, it emitted a sense of righteousness. It was hot, not Wendy, but also felt as if the saber could be illuminated even in the dark if it was placed on the ground.

The man nodded and said, "Everyone says that saber follows human nature. A person's temperament can affect his saber."

At this point, the man stared at Xiang Nan and said, "Your saber is designed to kill people like me."

Hearing this, the four of them were so scared that their souls were about to fly out.

Only then did they realize that the young man they had been teasing and trying to kill earlier was actually a man who could talk to the Luo Sheng Ghost King on an equal footing!

He really saw a ghost! That young brat didn't show any aggressive aura just now!

"You want to kill me?" The man poured a glass of wine for Xiang Nan and said, "Your saber drank my blood, but it can be accomplished."

Xiang Nan took a sip of the sweet liquor and stood up. He said, "Waste of time, no interest. Goodbye."

With that, Xiang Nan carried the huge saber and walked past the man.

The man sat motionless. He picked up his glass and put it beside his lips. He laughed and said, "Alright, let's go."

"It's over!" The beautiful woman sucked in a breath of cold air and said, "He actually walked past the Luo Sheng Ghost King! No one has ever been able to do this!"

"Even the Nine Nether Ghost King doesn't dare to walk past Luo Sheng's right hand holding the saber!"

When Xiang Nan and Ghost King Luo Sheng brushed past each other, and the moment the two peerless sabers brushed past each other, both of them began to buzz.

It was as if they were complaining about their unwillingness.

The two Absolute Blades had crossed countless generations, but now that they had met here and now, would they miss each other like this?

But you can't tell who is better?

The Luo Sheng Ghost King stretched out his left hand and gently pressed down on his saber. He whispered, "Don't worry, don't worry."