"Oh, it's not bad, although I haven't even used the skill of Yicheng in that trick just now, but I didn't expect you to take it, isn't it simple. Under Nie Chen's attack, those prison guards who had not even reached the Soul King level were strangled into pieces, only the middle-aged disciple led by him barely survived, looking at the middle-aged disciple with a resolute face, Nie Chen's eyebrows raised slightly and said, although the soul power used by Nie Chen's move just now was not even ten percent, it was definitely not something that ordinary Soul King level powerhouses could fight, but this middle-aged man at the middle Soul King level actually blocked it stubbornly, which made Nie Chen feel a little surprised.

"Ahem... Ahem...... Although, although I know, Wan, the Ten Thousand Swords Gate is evil in your eyes, but, but he, after all, is my home, as long as I am alive, I will never let others destroy it, high-grade star soul art, the wind roars......" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, his body was full of sword marks left by Nie Chen's sword qi, and the red blood continued to flow out of his body, and after coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, the middle-aged man said to Nie Chen with a firm face, after saying that, the middle-aged man did not hesitate to burn the fire of his life, and forcibly used his strongest move, a wind system soul power fluctuation comparable to that of a soul emperor level powerhouse erupted from his body, and extremely strong small hurricanes appeared around him, under the rapid rotation of these hurricanes, all the objects around the middle-aged man were twisted into pieces。

"It seems that I underestimated you, although your strength is still not able to compete with me, but as a respectable opponent, please tell me your name. After listening to the middle-aged disciple's words, Nie Chen's face also showed a solemn expression, and he solemnly said to the middle-aged disciple that the strength of the middle-aged disciple is indeed far from the strength between Nie Chen, but this kind of temperament in him has won Nie Chen's respect.

"Thank you, my name is Shun Tempest, and even if there is a big gap between my strength and you, I hope you can use your full strength to fight me......" The middle-aged disciple also heard the respect for him in Nie Chen's words, so he also calmed down and said lightly, and at this time, the middle-aged disciple's fire of life had been completely burned, even if he stopped at this time, he would definitely die, of course, in return, the strength of the wind had finally reached the level of the surrounding Soul Emperor, and the power generated by the hurricanes around him even the enchantment that Nie Chen casually arranged was unstable.

Of course, Nie Chen would not refuse the last request of the Xun Tempest, nodded slightly, and after strengthening the defense of the enchantment again with a wave of his hand, he also released his coercion comparable to the level of the Soul Emperor, and under Nie Chen's perverted coercion, even the burning fire of the Ten Wind was a little unbearable, and his body bowed down all of a sudden, if it weren't for the belief in his heart that was still supporting him, I am afraid that he would have already climbed to the ground and would never be able to get up again, but despite this, the state of the Wind was still greatly reduced at this time, and even the hurricanes around him showed a tendency to weaken, Feeling that he was getting more and more unable to support it, the Wind immediately realized that if he continued like this, he was afraid that it would be impossible to make a move on Nie Chen until the fire of life was completely burned, so he gritted his teeth, and the Wind instantly burned all his lives.

"Roar...... Lower-grade moon-level soul art, wind demons are rampage......" The strength of the Ten Tempest that burned all the life force in an instant grew wildly again, and in an instant, it broke through the fourth-grade Soul Emperor and reached the seventh-rank Upper Soul Emperor, because of the severe pain caused by burning life and almost lost all reason, the Tempest Wind bit the tip of his tongue, and forced himself to look at Nie Chen with a trace of wisdom and shouted wildly, saying that he actually used the lower grade moon-level soul technique, the wind demon went berserk, originally with the strength of the Ten Tempest Wind, this move could not be used in any way, but because of the previous blessing soul technique Hurricane Howl and the reason why he burned all his life in an instant, he used this move, and in terms of power, now this move used by the tempest wind is not even much worse than that used by a true peak soul emperor level powerhouse.

I saw that at this time, the whole body of the wind showed an almost sickly cyan skin, and the wind around him that should have been natural and supple also showed his most violent side, the wind that had reached the extreme speed formed a cyan arc-shaped barrier around the wind of the wind, and all the objects that were close to the wind were stirred into nothingness by these violent winds, and the wind that had completely lost his mind roared and rushed straight towards Nie Chen, and in the face of the terrifying hurricane, Nie Chen's face did not show any embarrassment, but sighed slightly, and also stretched out a hand, and slapped towards the wind without any protection......

I saw that the seemingly powerful soul power shield of the wind didn't exist at all in front of Nie Chen, Nie Chen's hand pushed it into it lightly, and gently slapped it on the forehead of the wind of the wind, and the wind that was about to rush in front of Nie Chen also stopped his body suddenly, and the vitality in his eyes quickly disappeared, looking at the crazy expression on the face of the wind in the wind, Nie Chen sighed a little unbearably and said, "Alas...... Although this move of yours has reached a certain level, even if some powerhouses who have just reached the half-step Soul Emperor level take your move, I am afraid that it will take some effort to pick you up, but it is still a little not enough for me, but as a respectable opponent, I can still try to leave you a whole corpse, you, just go with peace of mind......"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Chen withdrew his hand, and Xun Hurricane, who had a crazy face, actually showed a comfortable smile on his face, and at the same time, the vitality in his eyes completely disappeared. The power of Shura has already twisted the body of the Wind into pieces, but under Nie Chen's supreme divine power, the Wind did not disappear immediately, if Nie Chen retracted his soul power now, then the body of the Wind will immediately turn into nothingness, and will completely disappear from the world (there is a fat cat to explain, in fact, not everyone has the courage and ability to burn their own fire of life, because once the fire of life burns, they will die, and even the soul must not be reincarnated, if it weren't for the fact that Wind is too obsessed with the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, he will definitely not do this) 。

Looking at the corpse of the Wind Storm, Nie Chen's mood was quite complicated, if the Wind was not a member of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, if the Ten Thousand Swords Gate did not do so many evil things, then Nie Chen and the Wind Wind might be able to form a good friend and brother, but Nie Chen also knew that everything was impossible to do again, so after pondering for a while, Nie Chen put the body of the Wind on the side of the bed where the disciples were sleeping, and then turned to leave, and on the body of the Wind of the Wind was attached to a part of Nie Chen's soul power to preserve the body of the Wind of the Wind, if there was no accident, then at least within ten years, The corpse of the Wind will not turn into dust, and this is the only and last thing that Nie Chen can do for the respectable opponent of the Wind Wind......

In the torture room on the second floor of the Wanjianmen dungeon, a middle-aged man who looked like a gentleman but was covered in scars was being tied to a soldering iron and subjected to a series of tortures......

"I said, Sect Master Zou, now that you have no cultivation, why do you have to hold on to it so much, if our brothers accidentally hurt you, how embarrassing it would be. A disciple with a wide shoulders and a round waist and a long cowhide whip said to the middle-aged man with a sneer, and this middle-aged man is also a good man, and he is still unyielding to this extent, taking advantage of the disciple's inattention, he spat on his face and said coldly: "Even if my Zou Tianba's cultivation is gone, it is definitely not something that you rats can insult casually, if you kill Lao Tzu, otherwise when Lao Tzu escapes, he will definitely return it to you." ”

That's right, this middle-aged man is Zou Hongxing's son, Zou Lanxian's father, Zou Tianba is also, not long after Zou Tianba was caught by Wanjianmen, he was found by Jian Wushuang to find an opportunity to cultivate his soul power to absorb it completely, and now Zou Tianba is already a wasted person, despite this, Zou Tianba's domineering spirit has not been restrained at all, if Jian Wushuang hadn't kept him, he would have been tortured to death by these prison guards.

"Bastard, you're still so hard-mouthed at this time, that's right, our brothers don't dare to kill you, but it's okay to teach you a lesson...... Seeing that Zou Tianba was still so rampant, the sturdy disciple immediately became angry, scolded and said, waving the cowhide long whip in his hand and slamming it towards Zou Tianba's somewhat delicate face, but at this time, a black sword qi shot out from the stairs of the second dungeon and slashed at the biao-shaped disciple with a hideous face......