"Lord of the Dead, spare your life! The little one was momentarily excited about the death of his sons, so he didn't choose what to say!"

Yushan also sensed the strong killing intent of the Lord of Death, and at this moment, his body did not dare to move, only desperately squirming his lips, saying words begging for mercy, and his eyes were full of pleading.

"Whether it's a moment of excitement or a deliberate intention, Hayama, since this seat has revealed murderous intent to you today, then you won't survive the next moment. Glancing at the person in front of him, the Lord of Death said coldly.

"Why?" Hayama said in a hoarse voice: "For so many years, the little one has been saddled before and after the horse for the deceased lord, although there is no merit, there is always hard work, my lord, you can't make a mistake because of a small momentary move!"

Hearing this, the Lord of Death smiled faintly and said, "Hayama, didn't you hear the words of this seat clearly, are you really a momentary move?"

"This?" Hayama was silent for a moment, and his pupils were also changing dramatically.

Seemingly not seeing the changes of the other party, the Lord of Death said to himself: "Have you forgotten how you entered the Sea of Death two thousand years ago, why did you enter the Sea of Death, and what have you done in the Sea of Death over the years, are you old and confused, or are you too old and your mind is not clear?"

"Lord Dead, what you say, the little one doesn't understand it. Yushan was a little dazed, but that look was strangely calm, although it was not extreme, and it was not a villain.

The Lord of Death looked extremely cold, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, just know that this seat must kill you today." ”

"Hehe!" Suddenly, a strange laugh rang out from Hayama, "Lord Dead, since you know my origin and dare to kill me, aren't you afraid of the blame of the people behind me?"

Nie Ying smiled slightly, Yushan was fearless at this time, and he didn't even respect that title, I don't know if he had been a Death Clan for too long, and his brain was not good, the Lord of Death already knew his origin, and he still wanted to kill him, so he would care who was behind him, if he really cared, he would not have such a murderous move.

The Lord of Death smiled and said indifferently: "Even Nie Ying can see it, but you can't understand it, I really don't know why I sent you." As he spoke, his palm shook, and then a majestic gray power seeped out wildly, along the palm of his hand, and quickly surged to the neck of the person in front of him.

"You really dare to kill me....!" The words stopped abruptly, and the person in the palm of his hand was so hard that he was separated from his family, and his vitality quickly dissipated in the heavens and the earth. A strong man against the sky, although he was injured a lot, but in the hands of the Lord of Death, he fell so easily, he couldn't help but sigh that his strength was strong, just before, he had worked hard, but he just let him get injured.

And just after Hayama's death, whether it was his body or head, it disappeared from the sky strangely, as if Hayama was originally a wisp of air in heaven and earth, and now it has returned to heaven and earth.

Nie Ying was stunned for a moment, his eyes tightened suddenly, as if he was thinking of something, and before he could say anything, the Lord of Death had already preemptively said: "The matter of Yushan is solved, Nie Ying, it is time for this seat to seek justice for those sons who died in your hands." ”

"Please!" Nie Ying looked a little respectful, all because after the Lord of Death appeared, he was too hostile and oppressive to him. People respect me for a foot, and I return a foot for others!

There was a wild laugh, and there seemed to be a hint of appreciation in the eyes that looked out. Quickly retracted his smile, and at this moment, the Lord of Death seemed to have a little bit of his demeanor when facing the enemy, and waved forward with one hand, seemingly casual, but it made a crack appear in the space like lightning.

The gesture that was quite shocking made Nie Ying's heart be lifted high, and the sword pointed forward, and the golden energy in his body ran wildly, breaking his body in an instant, extending from that palm to the Yansha Sword.

Suddenly, the golden light in the sky was violent, and the color of endless gray became extremely dim under this light, and the surging powerful aura quickly gathered in one place, and in an instant, beside Nie Ying, the ten thousand sword bodies appeared!

"No Xuan Sword Intent!"

In the face of a powerhouse of this level as the Lord of Death, an ordinary attack, or a first temptation is useless, otherwise how could there be a sentence that before absolute strength, any small means are useless?

Before the Lord of Death appeared, it was true that the giant sword was blocked by a momentum, but it was only an obstacle, and it would be too terrifying to be broken so easily. If you don't fight, it's enough, in a battle, against the Lord of Death, Nie Ying will definitely do his best.

The sound of the sword roared in the golden light, Huo Ran rushed straight into the sky, as if to break through the sky, the strong wind rose with the trend, and the golden sword of the Dao Dao was permeated with awe-inspiring momentum.

"Ning!" gesture quickly, ten thousand swords extended, lightning shot forward, at a certain point, the flash of a stalk, the figure appeared strangely, holding the giant sword in both hands, facing the figure in front of him, slashing down.

"Lord of Death, take my sword!"

Powerful battle intent surged in the void, as if it was a rushing tide, stretching wave after wave, under the flash of golden light, the air flow of heaven and earth suddenly became a static thing, if they had eyes, they could only watch the giant sword pass by them, without the slightest obstruction.

Looking at Nie Ying's gaze, the hint of appreciation in the eyes of the Lord of Death became stronger, and there was no doubt that under this Xuanxuan Sword, Nie Ying's strength had been exerted to the extreme.

Looking at the entire continent, there are so many geniuses, such as carp crossing the river, that there are a few people who can really set foot on the high ground. Whether it is the Lord of Death, or the Lord of Darkness, etc., it seems that they all stay in the place where they are, and do not appear on the continent, but how many things can be hidden from them?

It's only been about twenty years, since Nie Ying was in the dark forest when everyone was in sight, his cultivation has been like a rocket, straight up, and now it is already the realm of the heavens, and above this realm, he has walked a considerable distance, and there are several people who can compare with him with such talent.

However, the world understands that talent alone is not enough, the way of cultivation, walking is a single-plank bridge crossed by thousands of troops, and those who can pass safely are always those few people, in addition to the talent doorway, they also need the same luck and perseverance.

Like this Nie Ying, if he is weak and cultivated, he can face many dark lords in the dark forest, and even escape his life in the hands of the four major lords, and then return safely and cultivate to a great progress.

Among them, it seems that there are many luck factors, but if you go and see, when you find the brown wood yuan grass, in the face of the original heart fire, if you don't have strong perseverance and find a way to collect it, others will already turn into ashes in front of the heart fire, what to talk about to recover?

If you can't recover the original heart fire, then when you meet the little guy Qianxuan in the future, the latter will not intersect with him at all, and to this day, without Qianxuan coming all the time, Nie Ying's life may have been lost many times, not to mention any friendship with the dragon clan.

Everything, in the eyes of many people, good luck is not stopped, and only the Lord of Death and others know that in addition to good luck, there are too many other factors, in the Black Demon Palace, you can't stick to your heart, how can you get the golden energy in Nie Ying's body now.

This long road, although it is not very exciting, can reach the current point, the Lord of Death and others will not pay much less than Nie Ying, but as someone said, when they were as big as Nie Ying, they were just starting.

"No Xuan Sword!" The Lord of Death's pupils suddenly constricted, and he raised his palm, and a majestic gray energy emerged like a ghost, and in an instant, floating in the air, the palm of his hand was sealed, and the energy changed, turning into a huge fist, facing the golden light coming from above, and struck out.

"Peng!"

The giant sword and the fist collided quickly, and a thunderous muffled sound sounded immediately, only to see that the golden light, under the gray fist, was instantly surrounded by it, and the powerful force divided the giant sword into countless golden dots, and finally disappeared into space.

As soon as the giant sword broke, Nie Ying's chest seemed to have been hit by a hammer, and his person quickly retreated, and a mouthful of blood suddenly poured into the sky. On the other hand, the Lord of Death only took a few steps back, and his face showed a slight flush.

The difference in strength between the two sides is so big that Nie Ying can't help but feel stunned. Reaching the current strength, in his mind, even if he is not their opponent, it is not difficult to support dozens of moves, but the reality is so cold.

The Wuxuan Sword Technique is the most powerful martial art currently controlled by Nie Ying, and in the Flame Sword, it also has the soul of a sword weapon, and the energy in the body is made up of three completely different energy, and it is also joined by the death qi, so unique, it is so vulnerable in the hands of the Lord of Death!

"What's the matter, do you just admit defeat and give up?, with the current fighting momentum, it is ridiculous to want to face the First God in the future!"

"Give up, admit defeat?" Raising his head, a ray of golden light suddenly appeared in his blank pupils, as if he had just woken up from a dream, Nie Ying's fierce eyes on the Lord of Death, and his heart words that were quickly thrown into the golden flames.

The beautiful woman smiled, and lightning appeared in her mind, coming to the sea of death, the original intention was to save the heart, but now that he has lost to the Lord of death, what qualifications does he have to save the heart?

His eyes were slightly closed, but before he closed them, the Lord of Death clearly saw that a trace of despair quickly welled up in them, and he couldn't help but quickly rise a trace of sadness in his eyes.

In a trance, Nie Ying saw Xinyu dancing in front of him again, so beautiful, he couldn't help it, and groaned softly, "Xinyu, I'm here to accompany you!"

However, the picture changed suddenly, the face of the heart whispering, the two lines of tears slowly fell, the lips opened lightly, but they were speechless, but in the one and the other, Nie Ying clearly heard the voice.

"The sky is wasted, you and I look at the sunrise and sunset everywhere in the world!"

This is his promise to the heart!

"Ahh

The silent cry echoed in his heart, Nie Ying's eyes widened suddenly, and a chilling battle intent re-launched.

"Zheng!" The crisp sound of the sword groaned abruptly through the sky and the earth.

Looking at the figure in front of him, Nie Ying stabbed out with a sword.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color!