"You, what kind of monster are you?"

Nangong He Yun's eyes widened and said. Glancing at Nangong Qiluo on the side, Jiang Muye's whole hand actually recovered, with such a powerful self-healing ability, no wonder Jiang Muye is called an immortal body, even in the void of nothingness, he still survives.

But as long as his head is cut off, no matter what, he will not survive.

"Ding"

The blood sword gently blocked the attack of the long sword, and with the other hand in the void, the other blood sword appeared out of thin air, turned around and slashed backwards towards the raiding Nangong Qiluo, and kicked Nangong He Yun with his back foot, and the two were repelled dozens of meters away.

"The Other Shore • Eight Desolations of Purgatory"

The slender blood sword turned into a heavy giant sword, up to dozens of meters long, and with a swing of the sword, an overwhelming wave of blood emerged from the ground, and spikes struck quickly.

"Poof, it's so strong, doesn't it mean that the strength is less than one-tenth?"

Nangong Heyun hurriedly dodged away, jumped into the air and hid in the air, and the following was full of spikes, and there was no place to settle in a different space within a radius of thousands of meters, Jiang Muye wanted to seal his back road and not give him a chance to breathe.

Less than a tenth?

Jiang Muye can absorb the dragon veins and gnaw on the mountain herbs, and his strength has already recovered to four tenths, and in a few days, he can recover to fifty percent!

"Huh"

Jiang Muye flicked it, and the blood sword in his hand shot out directly like a dart, looking at the flying blood sword, Nangong He Yun just wanted to dodge, but Jiang Muye came to Nangong He Yun's back in an instant, and a flying kick restrained Nangong He Yun.

It's over, and he wants to die together.

Nangong He Yun now knew that Jiang Muye was a madman, and he actually wanted to lock himself up and let the blood sword penetrate himself and Jiang Muye, how could there be such a self-harm method.

"Poof"

"Poof"

The sharp blood sword slashed into Nangong Heyun's waist, fortunately it didn't hurt the vital point, but Jiang Muye didn't feel so good, and was directly pierced through his chest by his own blood sword, leaving a big hole. The massive attack actually wounded himself. This scene can make the two of them slightly stunned.

But the big hole in his chest healed quickly......

"Drink"

Jiang Muye kicked sideways with his other foot, but with the previous lesson, Nangong He Yun directly slashed his sword, as long as Jiang Muye dared to kick, he would definitely have an injured leg, it was a mysterious weapon of the eighth grade!

As expected, Jiang Muye's entire leg was cut off, but the severed stump was kicked in Nangong Heyun's temple, Nangong Heyun's head was buzzing, but Jiang Muye was still standing there quietly.

What kind of means are these?

Anyone who broke his leg had to kick it, but after seeing Jiang Muye's strong self-healing ability, he was really dumbfounded.

"Don't play, I feel like it's boring to play games with you" Jiang Muye stretched his waist, if he was guarded in front, Nangong He Yunzai would be kicked to death by himself. Looking at the other person, who had been nervously guarding himself, he was at a good speed, and continued: "Don't blink, you'll die"

"Click"

Hearing only a click, Nangong Qiluo found that his right hand had lost sensation, and with the pain, he found that Jiang Muye didn't know when he came behind him, and his right hand was twisted into shape.

"Ah, my hands!"

Nangong Qiluo shouted, and then Jiang Muye slashed with the blood sword in his hand, and one arm was cut off, so fast that he didn't even have a chance to react, and soon the second knife followed, piercing Nangong Qiluo's thigh.

"Poof"

The blood flowed down, but he was not Jiang Muye, the wound did not heal, and the broken arm would not come back, the wind suddenly fell to Jiang Muye's side, after several fights, Jiang Muye was unscathed, and Nangong He Yun and Nangong Qiluo were red.

"Die, Die"

The panicked Nangong Qiluo hurriedly stabbed Jiang Muye, but even if he passed through Jiang Muye's body, Jiang Muye was still unmoved, how could he die? Now his heart is pierced by himself, but nothing happens.

"Hmm~"

Nangong Qiluo was raised by Jiang Muye with one hand, and the other hand was against Nangong Qiluo's chest.

"Nine Dragons"

Nine blood dragons poured out from Jiang Muye's arm and directly bit through Nangong Qiluo's body, thus dividing into two sections.

"Boom"

The powerful nine blood dragons rushed all the way to the end and crashed into the walls of the alternate space, causing the entire alternate space to shake and even begin to crack.

"Click"

Jiang Muye casually threw away the severed head, and a Silent Martial God Great Perfection fell like this, and the speed was tongue-in-cheek. A Silent Martial God can easily hit a country, but such a strong man is like a chicken in front of Jiang Muye.

"It's your turn"

Jiang Muye stretched out his fingers, and blood-red thin lines shot out, even if it was an eight-grade mysterious weapon, it seemed that it could be easily pierced, so frightened that Nangong He Yun threw away the mysterious weapon, and the whole person hurriedly jumped away. He took out a piece of rune paper with his backhand, hid it in his hand, rushed over and pasted it on Jiang Muye's chest.

"Drink!"

The corners of Nangong Heyun's mouth were slightly upturned, this kind of rune paper was extremely powerful, no matter how powerful Jiang Muye was, no matter how powerful his self-healing ability was, his whole body was blown to the slag, so what did he do to heal himself?...

"Boom"

The huge explosion directly blew off half of Jiang Muye's body, and only half of the white bones were left in one arm, and the rest of the body was in tatters, and the skin on the whole body was rotten. At this time, Nangong He Yun realized that Jiang Muye didn't seem to move.

"Hahaha, what else do you say about the immortal body, it's just going to laugh at the dead, I killed the Blood Heavenly Emperor, I am the new Heavenly Emperor" Nangong He Yun laughed, and said what immortal body, how can anyone be immortal, if he is really immortal, he still needs to hide from himself?

"Hey, I'm not dead yet" Jiang Muye said slowly, his body recovered little by little, and the head that was blown off gradually became a human face and returned to its original appearance.

"Gollum"

Nangong He Yun was covered in a cold sweat, how could anyone be blown off and still alive, what is Jiang Muye? Is there really an immortal person? No, this is impossible, but no matter how Jiang Muye is cut, he can heal himself, so it is also true that Jiang Muye fought against more than a hundred God Emperors alone?

It's a fantasy!

"With your explosive impact, it is not as good as the casual wave of Gongsun Old Thief, who fought against me in their heyday, and fought for three months without winning or losing, and your ambition to destroy the Martial God is too great" Jiang Muye said coldly.

"What kind of monster are you?" Nangong He Yun said in a cold sweat.

"I don't know, you seem to be mistaken, my body is blood, your knife can't cut water, you just cut this body" Jiang Muye said coldly.

"Click"

The blood sword quickly pierced Nangong He Yun's chest, and I heard that it also pierced the beating heart~

"Cut, I thought it was the main force of the Nangong family coming, but I didn't expect two little children who didn't know whether to live or die came, and I really thought I was a cabbage and wanted to arch it?

Jiang Muye looked disappointed, these two people should be bold, thinking that they were too weak, so they wanted to capture themselves.