Feeling the momentum exuded by Nie Ying, the man in black at the head smiled presumptuously: "Boy, the cultivation is not good, but the courage is good, I will accept your life." ”

Outside the courtyard, there was a sudden burst of neat steps, and a powerful aura of slaughter suddenly integrated and appeared, and suddenly, under this momentum, the death aura emitted by the six black-clothed people was actually oppressed. In a moment, nearly a hundred strong soldiers poured into the huge courtyard, and the sharp spears in their hands reflected the cold light in the dim moonlight.

The body of the black-clothed man at the head trembled slightly, and two extremely sharp rays of light shot out from the small hole of the black cloth: "Jin Sha, the soldiers will be handed over to you, and the rest of the people will find their opponents and fight quickly!"

"Yes!" Hearing this, the five men in black quickly dispersed, each facing their opponents.

When a figure passed by Nie Ying, his body paused slightly, and the gaze in his pupils made Nie Ying's brows frown slightly, as if he had a sense of acquaintance. In the middle of the sound, the man in black quickly swept by, floating towards Duan Shuangyue.

"You can die at my hands, boy, and your creation. Glancing at the people who had already fought, the man in black led by him looked at Nie Ying coldly, with an arrogant attitude, showing his strong self-confidence.

Xinyu stepped forward closely, facing the man in black with Nie Ying, on his pretty face, there was no fear, but he showed a joyful light, and his jade hand held Nie Ying's hand tightly: "With you by your side, although the opponent is strong, why be afraid?"

Whether it is encouragement or affection, a soft sentence makes Nie Ying have a strong fighting spirit. While the long sword trembled, a brilliant sword flower stood proudly in the moonlight.

Loosening his hand, Nie Ying gave a reassuring look back, and stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet. Immediately, the pale cyan true qi surged rapidly, the sword flashed, and the true qi energy rotated, holding up Nie Ying's body, turning into an invisible shadow, shooting straight towards the man in black.

Looking at Nie Ying's movements, a sneer flashed in the corner of the black-clothed man's eyes, and he didn't make any moves, still being bullied by Nie Ying in front of him, and when he saw that the long sword was about to stab his chest, the black-clothed man slowly stretched out a hand. The action in slow motion is lightning fast at the moment.

There was a 'snort' sound, and the sharp long sword was lightly clamped by the two fingers of that hand, and the flash of the sword light only jumped slightly in the palm of the man in black for a moment, and then quietly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Nie Ying was secretly surprised, when he came to this world, he had seen many strong people, and he had fought against green-level powerhouses several times, Ge Lao, a peak-level powerhouse, he had also tested Nie Ying. The long sword was clamped, and he clearly sensed the strength of the other party, and he was actually a peak-level powerhouse. I couldn't help but be born with a bitter smile in my heart, and the opponents I met were stronger than the other. The strength of the energy, this person is not as good as Ge Lao, but the breath of death makes Nie Ying feel like he has nowhere to start.

"Boom!" A strange laugh continued to sound from the mouth of the black-clothed man, making the scene even more terrifying. The man in black was calmly shocked, and Nie Ying only felt a strong energy extending from the long sword.

If he threw off the long sword, Nie Ying could still avoid this energy. However, as a sword cultivator, the sword is life, and even life can be lost first, and the sword cannot be abandoned first! Otherwise, in this life, you will not be able to enter the mystery of the sword and reach the supreme realm. And behind him, standing is the whisper of the heart.

"Nie Ying, get out of the way!" Xinyu, who was watching the battle, saw Nie Ying's situation and hurriedly shouted. On the other side, on Duan Shuangyue's battlefield, she and her opponent actually slowed down their attacks in unison when they heard the cry of their hearts, and almost at the same time, they set their eyes on Nie Ying's side.

It is no longer possible to let go of the long sword! Nie Ying suddenly did not retreat but advanced, his body firmly took a step forward, and the straight long sword became bent because of this, but it did not break. The strong energy had already crossed the long sword and pressed on Nie Ying.

In an instant, Nie Ying's other hand was on the hilt of the sword, and the true qi in his body spun rapidly, as if it was about to explode. When the external energy was approaching, under the double pressure of great pain and pressure, Nie Ying roared, and his true qi was like a galloping wild horse, surging out.

'Peng!' echoed the deafening sound of crashing in the air. As a stream of air swirled, the long sword suddenly straightened, and the vanished sword light reappeared, shooting sharply towards the air current. But it sank like a stone into the sea, and there was no news. But this time, he broke free from the opponent's shackles, but he was carrying a long sword, and was shocked by the opponent's powerful arcane energy, and he retreated straight, and the soles of his feet were supported on the ground, bringing out a deep embedded groove.

"Nie Ying, how are you?" hurriedly stepped forward to support Nie Ying, and retreated again and again with his strength and heart, until he was ten meters away, and then stopped. This exclamation alarmed another battlefield.

"Hey, why didn't you die?" Wen Ping laughed wildly on the side, extremely proud.

Xinyu glared at him fiercely, then gently wiped the blood from Nie Ying's mouth, and blamed: "Why didn't you throw away the long sword just now, why didn't you dodge it first?"

Nie Ying laughed softly: "If you won't let go of the long sword, it means that you won't let go." This sentence, Xinyu may not understand why she can be compared to a sword, however, this is Nie Ying's greatest promise, the sword is Nie Ying's life, and now, Xinyu is also his life.

Whether you understand or not, you have already felt Nie Ying's affection, and the smiles of all beings are unreservedly shown to Nie Ying: "Next, I will fight side by side with you." ”

Looking at Xinyu's firm expression, Nie Ying nodded, his eyes scanned the surroundings casually, and found that in addition to the scene where Duan Shuangyue and Teng Yi could still maintain an even match, Wan Fei jumped up and down in embarrassment, and the defeat was born, and it didn't last long. Duan Wen was just trying to protect himself.

The black-clothed man named Jin Sha was in the middle of a group of soldiers, revealing a golden light, and occasionally a soldier hit him with a spear, but it made a sound similar to metal, which not only made the soldier's attack useless, but this scene made many soldiers have a kind of fear. Fortunately, these soldiers are all the elite of the dynasty and did not flee because of this, otherwise, with the addition of Jin Sha, this battle would have been lost.

But if this is the only thing, it is only a matter of time before he loses, and Nie Ying couldn't help but set his eyes on Xia Bing. Brother Lizhan had no fighting spirit because of Wenping's defeat, but at this moment, the appearance of several men in black made them see the hope of survival, and the attack in their hands became wild again, and this battle was in a stalemate.

The strength of the man in black led by Nie Ying has personally felt it, and with the words of his heart, he will not be his opponent. According to the situation in the field, as long as Wan Fei is defeated, then the battle will be over. Although there are many soldiers, their individual strength is not good, and the geographical conditions of the compound limit them from playing the level that an army should have. Therefore, whenever a soldier dies, one will be added from the outside, so that only one person can be dragged down, and it cannot affect the overall situation.

After pondering for a moment, Nie Ying said decisively: "Xinyu, you go to help General Teng, I will hold on first." "Compared with everyone, although Nie Ying's strength is not very good, his eyes are still vicious. Teng Yixiu is the highest in the field, as long as he is allowed to free his hands first, then there is still a chance to turn the tables in this battle.

"But Nie Ying. ”

"Don't you need it?" Nie Ying stopped Xinyu's next words, and drank domineeringly: "Do what I want, there is not much time left." As soon as the words fell, the figure quickly rushed forward and shot towards the man in black.

Nie Ying's meaning, how could someone so smart not understand it? The two faced the man in black, and the chance of saving their lives was slightly greater, but it was still not enough to wait for Teng Yi to slow down. What Nie Ying did, for her sake, completely abandoned herself.

Tears swirled in her beautiful eyes, and her heart tried hard not to let them stay, her weakness could not be revealed in front of so many people, and it could only be seen when Nie Ying was alone.

With the addition of Xinyu, the stalemate situation on Tengyi's side was instantly disrupted. Looking at Her Majesty the Empress, who was desperate to attack, Teng Yi was happy but afraid. It is undoubtedly good to have a king who can live and die with his subordinates, but to work under such a king will have to work harder and not make any mistakes.

Bearing the storm of attack from the heart, the man in black shuddered. If it is just an ordinary person, how can the king of a country not be shocked if he can achieve such a state?

"Nie Ying, you have to hold on!" kept this thought in his mind, and the thin silk long sleeves waved like iron thorns, dizzying the air current, tightly wrapping around the man in black.

"Boy, in the moment of life and death, you are still so calm, I admire you. The man in black said lightly, for the battlefield over there, he just glanced at the battlefield at random, and did not do it directly, thinking that he was very confident in his own strength.

"If you can surrender to me, I can spare your life, women are rich and powerful, you can choose. ”

"Oh, is it?" Nie Ying suddenly smiled evilly: "If you follow me, I can promise not to turn you into a eunuch, how about it?"

"Looking for death?" Hearing this, the man in black was furious, and he wanted to recover Nie Ying's heart, but he disappeared in an instant. Looking at the other party's smiling expression, the fierce killing intent quickly emerged.

In the killing intent, a strong death aura emerged, and as the death qi spread, the man in black was like a demon who appeared from the nine shadows, with double pupils, like yin and yang, judging people to life and death.

Nie Ying stared at the other party closely, and the aura of death hung dead over his head. Instinct knows that at this time, you should attack with all your strength in order to survive. But his task now is just to drag the other party as much as possible and seek a head start for Xinyu and the others.

"Boom!" terrifying laughter continued to spit out from the black-clothed mouth, and under the influence of laughter, the attacks of all the people were actually slowed down.

Nie Ying was in the middle of the laughter, and he felt that the true qi in his body seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, and when it was running, it was quite unsmooth. I was shocked in my heart, and I already knew that the other party had no temptation.

The whole person was surrounded by the breath of death, and the man in black took a light step, but he had already appeared in front of Nie Ying, and the withered claws probed slightly, trapping Nie Ying in an invisible qi and unable to move.

No matter how hard Nie Ying tried, the true qi in his body couldn't break through that shackle, and he was about to die at the hands of the other party.

Suddenly, Duan Shuangyue hit her opponent with a palm, and the black-clothed man's body retreated sharply, but he skillfully retreated to the direction where Nie Ying was.

The man in black at the head suddenly showed his fierce light, as if he had murderous intentions towards the man in black, perhaps because it was not appropriate to riot at this time, so as not to hurt the fighting spirit of the other subordinates, so he had to withdraw his strength, hold the man in black, and push him back to the battlefield with a slight effort on his back.

The man in black passed by Nie Ying, which made Nie Ying feel a familiar smell. At the same time, Duan Shuangyue was also slightly sluggish, and her palm did not hit the other party, why?

Nie Ying didn't have time to think about it, when the black-clothed man at the head retracted his strength, the true qi in his body surged out, the long sword pointed slightly, and the figure turned into a meteor, bringing up a sharp sword that tore through the air, and stabbed it fiercely.

"I can't help myself!" the man in black snorted coldly, and the energy that had just faded gathered again, and in the blink of an eye, it was ushered in the sword ray.

The two forces collided, and because the difference in strength was too great, there was no ripple. After the aura of death broke through the sword, there was no pause, and it quickly surged towards Nie Ying.

This time, no one happened to retreat, no one came to the rescue, and a dead end awaited Nie Ying.

Under the suppression of the breath of death, all the true qi in the body was shrunk in the dantian, and no matter how Nie Ying mobilized, he could not summon them. At this moment, Nie Ying felt the coming of death, and felt it so closely, Nie Ying did not have the slightest fear, only a deep regret.

Turning his head to his heart with difficulty, the other party also sensed Nie Ying's desperate situation, and his eyes turned at the same time. With the strength of Xinyu, he can't fly to save him at all, and even if he comes, he can't save it.

In the beautiful eyes, the crystal tears that had been suppressed for a long time finally flashed, slowly falling down the pretty face, and many deep attachments and reluctance burst out.

Nie Ying smiled slightly and shook his head softly at Xinyu.

The heart language understood, Nie Ying shook her head, she understood. As the king of a country, she should not cry in front of many soldiers and subjects. However, Xinyu can no longer control himself.

"Ah!" An extremely tragic roar came out of Xinyu's mouth: "No matter who you are, no matter how powerful the force behind you is, if you hurt Nie Ying, I swear in the name of the First God that I will use all the power of the dynasty and wait with you endlessly!"

"Never die!" The awe-inspiring words kept fluttering in the sky, and everyone didn't expect that there would be such a big hatred for Nie Ying.

Rao is man in black has deep strength and strong power, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked. The five major dynasties on the mainland, all of which have existed for thousands of years, among which the Yuntian Dynasty is the most powerful, although the power of the dynasty, in the eyes of many strong people, is not as good as the Shenyuan Sect, but in some aspects, the deterrent power of the dynasty is even stronger.

Feeling the sadness, pain and helplessness of the beautiful woman, Nie Ying's strong heart jumped suddenly, "Should I wait for death like this?" No, the Nie family has no cowards waiting for death, the heart is waiting for me, the old man of Brunei, many villagers let me live well. I can't just die!"

The wordless scream kept screaming in his heart, the blood seemed to be ignited by fire, the exercises were running at high speed, and the cold battle spirit rose up again. The true qi in the dantian was forcibly transferred out, and when it was running, the sword heart seemed to be torn apart, and a wisp of powerful energy quickly fused with the true qi.

Nie Ying closed his eyes, the long sword seemed to have spirituality, and without waiting for the master's strength, it just 'buzzed' and let out a crisp sword sound. The sound of agility pierces through the aura of death and endures in the space.

The man in black was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that in this case, surrounded by his own aura of death, with the low strength of his opponent, he would still have the strength to fight.

Suddenly, a light that was a little brighter than the bright moon in the sky flashed quickly, and at the same time, Nie Ying slowly raised one hand and slowly stabbed out a sword in the surprised gaze of the man in black.

This sword, raised by the beautiful woman, danced for the beautiful woman...