Su Xuan looked up at the old man with tears in his eyes, and swallowed: "Master, how did your senior brother die?"

"He died a worthy death," the old man whispered.

"But I want senior brother to be alive." Su Xuan choked.

The old man lowered his head and touched Su Xuan's head. "

Beichen, life and death are all determined by destiny. Your senior brother lived brilliantly and died gloriously. He did not let down his perseverance as a swordsman."

The man squatted down and wiped away Su Xuan's tears. He

He said softly: "Beichen, as a swordsman, I live for the common people, for righteousness, and for myself." "

I don't understand."

The old man smiled: "You will understand eventually. Your master is not a qualified swordsman, but he hopes you are!" He

Looking into the distance, with vicissitudes of life.

"I am a swordsman, life is as light as a feather, death is as heavy as a holy mountain! This is a great swordsman!"…

…

The wind howled.

Chill the cold spirit.

The cold winter in the Zong area is biting. Su

Xuan was grabbed by the Moon Emperor and moved forward at high speed.

They...are still chasing Lingxiao Sword! This

A battle seems to have ended, but the storm is far from over. Tai

The Duoling Emperor, with endless greed, chases the treasure that can lead them to glory...

As for Lingxiao Sword... just

Even if it is a transcendent thing like the Moon Emperor, it is not exempt from vulgarity.

She grabbed Su Xuan and rushed forward with a cold expression. No.

perceptible.

Su Xuan's withered corpse moved for a moment.

The emperor didn't feel it, nor did he care about Su Xuan. Ruo

If she hadn't been in a hurry to seize the Lingxiao Sword right now, she would have already dissected Su Xuan.

She didn't notice...Su

Xuan's unrecognizable face showed deep sadness. He

There was even a drop of turbid tears falling from the corner of his eyes, floating silently across the sky and earth. He

My name is Su Xuan.

In the not-too-distant past, he seemed to have been called Jian Beichen, a monk from the Shanhe Sword Sect.

"If you have a sword in your life, why should you be afraid of being stepped on by the sky!"

My sword Beichen, one sword is enough!"

"In this life, I will be the greatest swordsman!"

A hundred years ago, a sword cultivator appeared in the sky. He was bright and dazzling, but he was like a shooting star, fleeting. Very short.

Many people have forgotten that there is a sword cultivator named Jian Beichen in the Eastern Wasteland! And

Today, the sword covered in dust shows its edge again.

Su Xuan, who was as dry as tree bark, moved with the Moon Emperor, his body swaying.

Just this moment.

There was a gap in his closed eyes.
Chapter completed!