What Nie Xin did not expect was that someone in this human world could see his identity as the rune master of heaven at first glance, but when he knew that the other party was actually the God of Sword, the surprise disappeared quietly. (, website)

Since the gods are the throne, then the most powerful group of the middle and low-level gods in the sky, and from their names, they seem to have their own characteristics, that is, they control the magical powers that belong to him.

Since he was the God of Sword, the white lightsword in his hand must be no longer a decoration. Under the sudden attack, Nie Xin did not underestimate the enemy, but followed the direction of the cunning gap and looked directly at the wild dog-like rolling over, and barely avoided the meteor sword light that seemed to break out of the sky from the universe.

This power seems to be far different from the sword light slashed by humans. It has more unpredictable divine power and seems to be closer to the power of a king, but the blue light seems to be the representative color of the acquired king.

Nie Xin's actions made the sword god laugh. Even the cold sword soul that maintained him appeared gritted his teeth and mocked him, but he didn't seem to feel good, because the huge sword light of the spiritual essence that the sword god had just cut out seemed to consume too much of his spiritual essence. The nose blood flowed out on his face, which was like two pieces, and soon bitterness appeared.

"I knew you couldn't hold on."

Although he didn't know what the principle of this made the sword god have a slight connection with the cold sword soul, Nie Xin didn't need to have too many doubts. He laughed and turned his body, and his rolling body turned into an ice cage open to the sky, while Nie Xin himself had already appeared in the air like a rabbit.

The endless laughter was like the warning of the god of death. The God of Sword looked up and glared at him, but he saw a huge red light fist!

"Hehe, although you are a god, you are just a weak soul. Without your body, you can only show off your might in a general."

A punch was imprinted on the face of the sword god, and Nie Xin's illusion of the flames with a slightly destructive power caused a big dark mark to be imprinted on the face of the sword god.

If a person who is injured by the power of destruction does not leave any scars, wouldn’t that desecrate the power of this power of destruction be blasphemed?

Moreover, as the sword god turned up and prepared to escape the constraints of the white ice cage like bone spurs, Nie Xin swooped down, and in a flash, he pulled out the dragon pattern on his waist and shook the golden hammer. A green light shone brightly and filled the entire house.

"Artificial Artifact!"

Although he had no strength, he seemed to recognize the hammer. Just when the sword lord's appearance had another hammer mark on his face, he screamed in shock, covering his almost blind eyes, and shouted wildly: "This is a magical artifact, a magical artifact, sword soul, hurry up, go!"

The sword soul was startled and reacted, but now he was like being bound by the sword box and could not move. He could only watch Nie Xin release a mysterious green fire dragon and rushed into the ice cage, burning the entire body of the light of the sword god.

For the God of Sword, the power of destruction is equivalent to the power of the god-killing god, and can completely kill him, which is not comparable to ordinary spiritual attacks and spiritual element attacks.

The Sword God did not expect that Yin Tian had such a god-killing power. He thought that Yin Tian could only attack spiritual energy, and immediately felt ache.

"You dare to kill the god!"

Seeing Da Yan coming to the human world and being trapped by himself and calling himself a god, Nie Xin couldn't help but smile strangely on his face.

The sword god became more and more angry as he looked at it. He actually used his right hand and shot the lightsword out with two fingers. Nie Xin shook his head when he saw this. After fighting with the declining god, he fought with the sword god again. Nie Xin finally realized that these gods had been restricted when they came to the human world, but they were just wearing gods and blowing their embryos.

Facing their arrogance, Nie Xin showed amazing calmness. He watched the huge blue-light flying sword controlled from above his head attack the collapse of Mount Tai and tear the space. He suddenly realized that this was the sword god who was already at the end of his strength. He wanted to pull a cushion before he died. Nie Xin would naturally not let him get what he wanted. The blue sword light in the sky was condensed by his divine power, but in the end their power in the human world would be limited, and because his ** had disappeared, his soul now had to rely on the spiritual essence in the cold sword soul to transform into divine power. Although this was effective, it was no longer the purest divine power.

It's like water that has dripped in dirt. Although it's still water, it can no longer clean things.

Therefore, Nie Xin's blue sword light was determined to be more powerful than power, so he had a illusion with his hands, like thousands of fires. Now Fuxue Lianyun can also condense the air-high hand. And with Nie Xin's hands slapped, he squeezed the blue sword light like a hamburger and a roujiamo, and then exploded, tearing a huge crack into the venue space.

The air was sucked into it with the crack, and with the void like a ring of stars inside, it drifted with the waves. Seeing this, the God of the Sword gritted his teeth and used all his strength to turn himself into a sharp sword, shuttled through the air, broke through the ice cage, and flew into the turbulent space!

Seeing this, Leng Jianhun seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He had signed a contract with the sword god, and his souls were merged with each other. Therefore, as long as the sword god dies, he will not live long. He saw him fleeing into the space rift. This is a great blessing in disgrace and his life is reduced.

But who knew that the next moment, the space crack was repaired intact and at the same moment when it closed, a buzzing sound of light gate appeared. The cold sword soul didn't know what had happened. It felt a sudden bright light and couldn't help but fold it. Then, all five were burned, and they fell to the ground and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Compared with the Defeated God, the God of Sword is indeed much weaker, and it has no physical body, which makes it easy for Nie Xin to kill him. This heavenly power of destruction seems to be preparing for Nie Xin's future god-killing. Naturally, he will not refuse this terrifying force, but will use him more and become a sharp sword to protect his beloved!

boom!

A pit broke into the ground, and the light shone in the center was full of dark green. Just one look at it, you will feel that your eyes will not be burning, hot and painful.

Seeing this, Wen Tiangong and Puyang Feng were both ignorant. Because they saw Nie Xin grabbing the neck of a man holding a divine sword with one hand, pressing him directly to the ground, and bombarding the man's head with one punch.

This shocking scene made the two forget to escape, just keep fighting with their teeth and twitching their lips.

"Sword, the God of Sword, was killed. One of the strongest forces in our Lingyi clan, the God of Sword..."

Wen Tiangong seemed to not believe this scene at all. As the first cold sword soul of the Lingyi tribe who he wanted to show off and borrowed from the parliament, it was the supreme honor. With his protection, he guaranteed to be rampant on the mainland and be foolproof.

But today, not only the Leng Jian Soul, but also the three brothers with the strength of the Emperor Realm, were also killed immediately on the spot, without even a corpse. Wen Tiangong looked at the Leng Jian Soul who was lying on the ground and looked at him but had already lost his breath of life, and shouted, "You, don't come to me, you want to find someone who kills you, he will die with his eyes!"

It seems that I have never seen such a cruel scene. If King Wen Tian had not been injected with a spiritual energy to dispel the stimulating airflow, he would have fallen into a coma. Now, Wen Tian, ​​who is energetic, looks at Nie Xin tremblingly and suddenly remembers something, and immediately said tremblingly: "You, you are Nie Xin, right? My whereabouts here have been known by the Summit Council. I am a very important figure in the Summit Council. If you kill me, you should know the consequences. The South Ze Kingdom and the Western Regions will definitely be razed to the ground. At that time, the creatures were devastated. I don't think it was the result you wanted to see?"

Nie Xin laughed, then spitted, and said, "Bah! You are so embarrassed to say such things. Today I want to kill you, I can't do it anymore. I just blame you for seeking death. There is nothing I can do. I will use you as a threat, so let it go!"

Unexpectedly, Wen Tiangong took advantage of Nie Xin's inattention and crushed the jade plaque on his waist with a crack. Nie Xin's eyes turned cold, and he grabbed Wen Tiangong with quick eyes and hands. The power of the overlord shook, shaking the power of the teleportation formation inside the jade plaque to nothing!

The sword god who could use the gate of all things to escape into the turbulent space was pulled back, not to mention how could this small jade plate teleportation array be difficult to control Nie Xin?

"Hahaha, you can kill me now, but my whereabouts have been known. In a moment, reinforcements will come. What you are about to face will be Wen Xiong, the general of our Lingyi tribe who is victorious in every battle!"

Nie Xin was stunned, raised his thumbs up, and praised: "Is it a man or a woman? It's really good to call this name. I just don't know, how many cups Wenxiong has?"

Wen Tiangong, who had no idea what Nie Xin was talking about, glared at the front, but the fear in his heart arose because Nie Xin shook his hand and patted the Puyang Feng to death. He had been sitting on the ground, and now he moved a few steps back and put his vest on the gem seat. But who knew that Nie Xin, who had long disappeared, had already sat on the gem seat, stepped on his back, and crushed it hard, and immediately asked Wen Tiangong to reveal two mouthfuls of black blood.

"Ahem!"

Wen Tiangong was in pain and felt like he was coming to hell. He was tortured by Nie Xin and could not survive or die!

Seeing this, Nie Xin sneered, and looked at Nie Xianglan and the mysterious girl who had already opened the cherry mouth to the eldest son, but finally showed a kind smile. However, he quickly changed his expression and looked at Wen Tiangong who was as fat as pig skin. Finally, he cursed: "You bastard, you dare to use jade tags for me. Hehe, you have to know that I used spiritual energy to save your life just now, just to keep you awake and realize that the programs I carefully prepared for you fell into my hands. The more the sin I was, the less I would let him die easily. You have to taste the torture like the Tenth Palace of Hell that I would chop off your flesh piece by piece. Hehe, do you choose to die on the spot? Or the latter?"

“Yes, is there a third option?”

"Hahaha, of course there is, but you have to cooperate 100%, otherwise I will force you to break your other arm!"

With a click, maybe a little bloody, Nie Xin decisively twisted Wen Tiangong's arm. The medical term is amputation, but the mechanical term is more high-sounding, which is a very technical disassembly.

But Nie Xianglan, who had suffered a lot of torture and was scarred on the table, and the mysterious woman's sister suddenly felt extremely comfortable, as if she had avenged her revenge, which was very satisfying!

"I, I promise, don't, don't hurt me, I promise everything, including the latest plan of the Lingyi clan!"
Chapter completed!