Yan Linxiao is dead.
He died in the battle of Demonic Abyss a hundred years ago, with no bones left and his soul scattered.
But now, he has been reborn as a nameless cultivator, Shen Wei.
In the Yuxiao Immortal Sect, his former disciple Xie Zhenshuang looked at him coldly: "Your swordsmanship is very similar to that of my master."
Demon Lord Xiao Jin pinched his chin and smiled ferociously: "Yan Linxiao, why are you pretending to have amnesia?"
Lin Xuekong, the gentle and gentle senior brother, rubbed his life book with his fingertips and chuckled: "Junior brother, you can't escape."
Shen Wei originally wanted to investigate the truth, but the frost and snow sword intent in his body was out of control.
His sword shocked the sky, and the thunder clouds surged, just like when the sword master fell a hundred years ago.
The eyes of the three people suddenly changed: "It's really you..."
But when the Demon Abyss moved again, he realized it.
The death of the Sword Master back then was a scam.
Purpose: I hope everyone can find the light in their hearts