"That's really a murderous sword?"

Nan Ming dispersed the sword in his hand, looked down, and revealed a complicated look, "My sister has a kind heart, killing is not her intention, but her mind is controlled by the fierce sword, and her behavior can't be ...... by herself."

"So what?"

Sun Xingwu took over in a deep voice, "Her mind has been taken away by the Sword of Hatred, and now it is a scourge, if you don't kill her, the calamity will be difficult to quell!"

"Then let me stop her!"

Nan Ming said resolutely, "At least until I fail, please don't hurt my sister's life." ”

"How do you stop it? The sword of hatred has merged with her soul, if you want to separate, either the sword will be broken, or the person will die......"

Sun Xingwu said, suddenly thinking of something, his eyes were shocked, "Do you want to-"

Before he could finish his words, he saw that Nan Ming had fallen to the ground and stood in front of Nan Yin.

The two were far away from each other, and there were corpses strewn across the ground under their feet.

The wind is not noisy.

Nanming walked forward step by step.

He walked very slowly, very slowly. It's clearly just a short journey, but it's so long that it seems to never end.

"Sister. ”

His voice was also soft, very soft, almost soft, "Stop, stop killing in vain." ”

“......”

Nanyin's face showed a hint of struggle.

The familiar, soul-engraved voice evoked her own thoughts.

However, the next moment, this faint thought was dissipated by the violent anger, her eyes flashed red, and the corners of her mouth curled into a wicked smile.

"You're also a negative person...... Damn the negative!"

"Kill you!"

It seems to be a voice from the Nine Shadows, containing a crazy and violent killing intent. With a flick of her wrist, she left the Sword of Hate and drew a blood-colored afterimage in the air, heading straight for Nanming's neck.

But just as it was about to touch, the sword froze, trembling and stopped an inch away from the flesh.

"No ......"

Her expression distorted, as if something was scurrying under her skin, and her confused consciousness struggled, "Don't ...... Come on...... Little ......"

"Give me the sword. Nanming held out a hand.

"No...... I...... Can't control it...... Let's go!"

Nanyin struggled to squeeze a sentence out of her throat, and then, with that evil smile.

She stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked a drop of blood from her lip, and looked at Nan Ming with faint red eyes without a trace of emotion.

"Get out. ”

Nan Ming spat out a word expressionlessly.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Nanyin's wrist, as if he was about to snatch the sword of hatred.

But the blood on the sword flashed, and an incredible force erupted, trying to shake his hand back.

So, he had no choice but to let go, but the whole person took advantage of the situation and bullied him, and a hand knife slashed at the back of Nanyin's neck.

It didn't work.

Nanyin was a little on tiptoe, floating backwards like leaves blown by the wind, and suddenly came forward again.

The tip of the sword burst through the air and roared, straight to the chest of the underworld.

And he didn't dodge.

"Poof!"

The red rays pierced through the front chest, and then through the back of the heart, bringing up a scarlet blood flower......

At this moment, Nanyin's pupils shrank, and a brief clarity appeared in his eyes.

She stared at the sword in her hand in a daze, and saw Nanming's bleeding chest.

Suddenly I realized what I had done.

"No—"

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she hurriedly let go of the hilt of her sword, trying to reach out to cover the bloody mouth.

However, the blood still splattered like a fountain, and in an instant it stained half of the clothes red.

"Sister...... Out of the way. ”

Nan Ming tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a weak smile, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help oozing blood, and the shocking bright red, mixed with the smile, looked particularly sad and distressing.

He trembled and reached out, grasped the blade of the hate, and slowly pulled it out.

It was bright red and soaked in blood, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the red of a sword or the red of blood.

The palm of his hand grasped the sharp blade of the sword, pressing out a deep line of blood, and the gray-white air flow overflowed from the sword, scrambling to seep into every inch of his wounds, endlessly......

"No...... Don't pull it out again, you'll die!"

"Don't be afraid. ”

He grinned, revealing his blood-stained white teeth, and for some reason, there seemed to be a hint of evil in his smile.

In the dark, dark chest that is invisible to all.

The blood-red sword body let out a "zizi" wail.

Like metal thrown into thick acid, or like a corpse gnawed by an ant colony, it trembled madly and tried to escape, but it was steadily suppressed by a huge force, unable to move at all.

can only cooperate with his performance aggrievedly.

"Whew!"

Nan Ming violently pulled the entire sword away from his body, and the blood on his chest suddenly gushed like a spring, spreading into a pool of blood on the ground.

The stock of the blood bank is a little less......

He thought to himself, but his face showed a fierce expression of struggle, and gray-white air currents emerged from his seven orifices, wrapping around his body like a resentful spirit.

"Get out!"

A roar full of true power swept away the Quartet.

So, his eyes regained a trace of clarity, and with a little spare strength, he pushed Nanyin away from the distance.

"Not good!"

As soon as the latter landed, she jumped up in a hurry, she looked at Nanming's changing face, and her heart sank, "It's it! It's the sword...... It's encroaching on the body of the little underworld, just like it did to me......"

The heavenly lords also fell, hanging in mid-air in a circle.

Sun Xingwu looked at Nan Ming, who was struggling, and couldn't help sighing, this young man did not hesitate to put his life on the line in order to save people.

is so affectionate and righteous, but it can't end well.

"Let's do it!"

After sighing, he still drew his saber and beckoned to several other people, "If you leave the sword of hatred, someone will always die for it." It's a pity, but I can only kill him......"

"No, what are you going to do?"

Nanyin came back to his senses, but saw that several supernatural realms had bullied Nan Ming's body, and he couldn't help but blast away with all his might.

That situation is not leaving half a point of life at all.

She didn't have time to think about it, and subconsciously flew up, wanting to stop her.

However, without the support of the Lihate Sword, her overdrawn body was already empty enough, and she was weak after only half a step, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

She looked up, and suddenly heard a few muffled grunts of pain.

I saw a rain of blood in the air, and the few mansions who killed the Southern Underworld flew back upside down, with blood spurting from their mouths.

An incomparably huge ray of blood suddenly swept through the sky, instantly splitting the dome cloud in half.

The clouds seemed to be burned red by fire, and the pale edges shone a terrible red light, and when it collided with the strong wind, it began to rain.

Red rain.

Nan Ming lowered his head and stood in the midst of the rain of blood, blood-colored droplets sliding down his scattered black hair, unable to tell whether it was rain or blood.

The pool of blood under his feet grew deeper and deeper, reflecting his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and made a move, and the sword that broke through the air instantly turned back, obediently lying in his palm.

When I looked up again, there was no trace of struggle in my eyes, but ...... The fierce light is awe-inspiring!

Click.

Click.

Click......

Footsteps lifted, fell, trampled in pools of blood, splashing crisp water in the silence.

Every step is like stepping on the hearts of others.

He walked past Nanyin's side, the hem of his blood-stained clothes brushing her face, not stopping at all, leaving only an indifferent back.

"Little ......"

The latter looked at his back in a daze, and suddenly felt a strange sense of alienation.

It was as if he was no longer him, but someone else.

In the distance, some retreats flew one after another, which were the people from the school palace who noticed the movement here and rushed to check.

The main peak of Wuyang Mountain is slowly collapsing, and the direction of inclination is the bamboo forest at the foot of Yaofu Mountain, and many people come out of their houses and look up in horror.

Then he took the road and fled.

Ruan Xiaozhi was decocting medicine in the yard, Fu Huijing was giving her guidance next to her, and under the big tree in the courtyard, Liu Fan, who had grown a little taller, was swinging on a swing with a bored face.

The shock occurred in an instant, and they came to their senses and hurried into the fleeing crowd.

With a boom, the huge mountain peaks smashed solidly to the ground, crushing countless pavilions and houses.

The sword test platform on top of it crumbled, shattering into several pieces of crumbled rock.

During the run, Ruan Xiaozhi couldn't help but glance back, the familiar house had disappeared into the smoke and dust, and it was no longer visible......

"Smack!"

The blood flashed, like a giant palm slapping down, and the whole person of Wenfu Fuzun was pressed to the ground, and the bones made a crisp sound of breaking.

Nan Ming walked up to him with an expressionless face, threatening to stab him with a sword.

"Stop!"

Sun Xingwu shouted violently, swung his knife and slashed out a sharp sword, forcing back the edge of the hated sword.

And this move seemed to make Nanming notice him.

The indifferent gaze fell on Sun Xingwu, which made him unable to help but bend his spine.

It was like a gaze from the sky, with a huge pressure like substance, and the blood-red eyes turned slightly, which pressed him to make his holes bleed, and he couldn't move at all.

"You ......"

His face was full of horror, and he shouted in his heart that it was impossible, this later life was only a cultivation of the Spirit Pivot Realm, even if the strength of the Sword of Separation from Hate increased greatly, it should never be so outrageous.

One look overwhelms the supernatural realm and has no power to resist, is this still a fucking human?!

Just when Sun Xingwu was frightened and desperate, Nan Ming's movements suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look at an attic not far away.

With a wave of hatred in his hand, a sharp red light flew through the air, and instantly landed on the attic, and the huge five-story attic suddenly broke off and collapsed in the rumbling.

In the smoke and dust, a faint red flashed, but it quickly disappeared.

He withdrew his gaze, his body slowly soared into the air, looking at the miserable scene around him, he couldn't help but feel a little bored.

He has seen this kind of scene of mountains of corpses too much, and it has long been meaningless.

- It's still more fun to be alive and kicking.

He saw Nanyin's frightened, trembling and worried gaze, tilted his head, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

Then he appeared in front of her in an instant.

"Sister?"

He called out tentatively in a flirtatious tone that was different from his previous ones.

Seeing that her face was a little stiff, she even took a step back in fear...... He immediately moved back.

It was as if something supported her and gave her great courage to face Nanming's eyes.

"Little Styx...... Is that you?"

Nan Ming didn't answer, and suddenly leaned over, stretched out a finger, and picked up her chin.

Forced her face to be lifted as if she were a delicate work of art.

“......”

She suddenly felt flustered, her eyes looked left and right at a loss, and her face was a little hot.

Then, it gradually became red.

At this time, Nan Ming's hand suddenly retracted.

He staggered back a few steps, holding his face with a struggling expression.

The eyes were sometimes painful, sometimes fierce, the corners of the mouth were sometimes pursed, and sometimes a wicked smile was raised......