The old man Tianji helped Su Ran who was in a coma to get ready, and said to Xiang Nan seriously: "Xiang Bei, to be honest, how sure are you?"
Xiang Nan took out the sword of the dead, and said, "I don't know much about the inheritance of that skill, so I can't say it myself, and I can only resign myself to fate."
Tianji looked at the sword of the dead, and said: "This sword is so powerful, I don't know how many masters it has devoured, if you don't control it well, it is very likely that you will be harmed by this sword. "
"My suggestion is that you accept the inheritance directly and don't use this sword, it will be safer."
Xiang Nan pondered and said: "Since Feng Xuan mentioned the sword of the dead, I think there should be his reason, and I choose to believe him."
Old Man Tianji said: "Okay, anyway, we can't find a better way, just give it a try, if you feel something is wrong in the middle of the inheritance, stop immediately, let's find a way, and we must not act on our will."
"Understood." Xiang Nan sat on the ground, laying the sword of the dead on his lap.
To be honest, Xiang Nan is also very afraid of the sword of the dead, it's really evil, it's not a joke.
It was so evil that it was so powerful, but Xiang Nan didn't dare to take it out and use it casually.
Every time he used it, Xiang Nan felt that it was more closely related to him. Over time, he would become its sword slave sooner or later.
"Hiss... Huh..." Xiang Nan took three deep breaths in a row. He made up his mind and joined Su Ran's hands together.
Su Ran is a puppet, and the exercises cannot be passed on to her, they can only be preserved in her body.
Once Su Ran entered the complete body and communicated with Xiang Nan through the meridians, the inheritance of the exercises would naturally "flow" into Xiang Nan's body.
The moment the so-called inheritance of martial arts entered his body, Xiang Nan suddenly felt a strange illusion.
The whole world is gone! All of a sudden it turned into endless darkness.
The same dark sky suddenly opened a round hole, and a beam of light shot down.
And Xiang Nan, from the round hole, fell to the ground inexplicably.
"This is... a dream?" Xiang Nan looked around in surprise, only to find that this was not a dream world.
Because it is completely dark here, except for the ten-meter range covered by that ray of light, nothing can be seen clearly in other places.
But what surprised Xiang Nan even more was that he still held the sword of the dead in his hand.
"What's going on?" Xiang Nanqi asked, "Could it be that I was teleported to another unknown world?"
"Or, is this an illusion that occurred when the exercises were passed on?"
While talking to himself, Xiang Nan walked forward holding the sword of the dead, and the beam of light followed him all the time, hitting him from the sky, keeping him at the core of the beam of light.
"How did this light come from? What does it represent?" Xiang Nan thought for a while, and subconsciously swung the sword of the dead.
As a result, it was found that the light beam also moved a bit.
"So that's how it is!" Xiang Nan suddenly realized that the beam of light was not following him, but the sword! It is the heart of the beam.
After walking a few more steps, I heard a rustling sound in my ear.
Xiang Nan immediately became vigilant, holding a sword in both hands, and looked in the direction where the voice came from.
On the ground directly in front of him, a fog-like thing crawled out suddenly. It looked a bit like a human being, but it was lying on the ground.
"What?" Xiang Nan was taken aback.
That thing raised its head suddenly, its face was like black air, it had a pair of green eyes, emitting a faint green light in the boundless darkness.
But gradually, that thing's face changed. Although it still looked hazy, it was indeed exactly the same as Xiang Nan's.
"This..." Xiang Nan was completely stunned, completely unaware of what was happening to him.
The strangest thing was that there was also a black sword in that thing's hand, which was exactly the same as the sword of the dead.
Before Xiang Nan could react, the gas Xiang Nan rushed towards him.
Xiang Nan subconsciously raised his sword to block.
boom!
The two swords slashed together, and Xiang Nan was literally sent flying.
Its power was beyond Xiang Nan's imagination, and even the Sword of the Dead was so shocked that it flew out of his hand.
Xiang Nan flew upside down and flew tens of meters away, his whole body was in absolute darkness, and he couldn't see where Xiang Nan was at all.
Xiang Nan hurriedly turned his head to look for it, only to see the sword of the dead lying on the ground fifty or sixty meters away, still illuminated by the light beam.
"No, I have to get that sword quickly!" Xiang Nan bent down and sprinted towards the sword of the dead.
But he found that his strength seemed to be gone. This sprint was almost as fast as a mortal running.
swish... swish...
Around, there was the movement of that gas Xiangnan again.
Xiang Nan only felt his hair stand on end, and a creepy feeling wrapped around his whole body, that gas Xiang Nan was nearby!
Immediately afterwards, a crisis enveloped Xiang Nan's whole body, making him feel that he might die in the next moment.
Relying on his strong sense of danger, Xiang Nan rolled over on the spot while running.
At the same time, a black shadow passed directly above Xiang Nan, and with a chirp, the black sword cut a deep wound on Xiang Nan's arm.
pain!
Heartbreaking pain! The pain made Xiang Nan almost go into shock.
He has never felt such a strong sense of pain. If it were an ordinary person, he would have passed out long ago.
But Xiang Nan relied on his firm willpower to force himself to wake up. He couldn't see where the gas Xiang Nan was, so he gritted his teeth and ran towards the sword of the dead with determination.
"Damn it! No wonder this kind of practice is so difficult to inherit!"
"If there is no sword of the dead, ordinary people will probably come directly to this dark area if they forcibly inherit the exercises, and they will be forcibly killed like headless chickens."
Thirty meters away! Thirty meters away from the Sword of the Dead.
Xiang Nan ran desperately.
There are still twenty meters!
There are still fifteen meters!
Swish, Swish.
The voice appeared again.
Xiang Nan speeded up suddenly, using all his breastfeeding strength, and desperately sprinted towards the light where the sword of the dead was.
A sense of death enveloped him again.
There are still eight meters!
"coming soon!"
Xiang Nan let out a roar, jumped up violently while running wildly, and threw his whole body forward. After flying, the moment he landed, he immediately rolled on the spot.
laugh!
The black sword cut Xiang Nan's calf. When the sword fell, Xiang Nan was in pain, as if he was thrown into an oil pan to torment.
There's still half a meter left!
Xiang Nan was sweating coldly, gritted his teeth stiffly, and was about to step into the light zone one step at a time.
But suddenly, a black claw grabbed Xiang Nan's ankle and pulled Xiang Nan flat on the ground.
Xiang Nan's upper body was already in the light, while his lower body was being dragged back non-stop by something.
Xiang Nan turned around and kicked backwards, as if kicking something that was half gas and half entity.
The claw let go for a moment, and Xiang Nan jumped up and ran. He had already entered the light zone, and when he was five meters away from the King's Sword, he flew out again.
At the same time, Xiang Nan, who was in the shape of black gas, also rushed in. With a black sword in his hand, he stabbed fiercely at Xiang Nan's back.