The newcomer wore a tattered old robe, with unkempt beard and hair, yet his figure stood tall and imposing.
It was the Immortal Slayer.
Even without knowing him, Su Yi had identified him at a glance.
What Su Yi had not expected was that the Nine Hells Sword actually gave off a faint sword hum because of this man's appearance!
What did that mean?
Before Su Yi could figure it out, the Immortal Slayer in the distance suddenly threw back his head and laughed.
"Take three swords from me first. If you survive, I'll make way for you! Otherwise, leave all your cultivation and the Nine Hells Sword behind for me!"
His bold voice boomed like thunder through the Nine Heavens.
And as his voice rang out, the Immortal Slayer had already leaped forward. With a raised hand, he slashed out a streak of Sword Qi.
With one sword, heaven and earth were undisturbed, ghosts and gods unalarmed.
Formless and invisible, silent and soundless!
Yet when it slashed forth, the power of that sword made Su Yi's brow sting, filling him with an intense sense of danger.
Su Yi was certain that if the Nameless Monk, who had fought him on the Heaven Sealing Stage, were replaced with the Immortal Slayer, he would undoubtedly lose.
The power and profundity of this sword surpassed the Nameless Monk's by far. Its marvels were beyond imagination!
Yet faced with this sword, Su Yi smiled.
Dao Without End.
Naturally, the stronger the enemy, the better!
This Immortal Slayer had indeed not disappointed him.
Without any hesitation, Su Yi likewise lunged forward, his sleeve sweeping out.
The sword the Immortal Slayer had slashed forth was instantly taken into Su Yi's sleeve.
Bang!
His sleeve exploded, fragments scattering through the air.
A bloody mark appeared on