Shura, who was ninth in the [Hunter] ranking, was drained of his spiritual power by Nie Huang and died!

It's really embarrassing to die!

"It's really an all-encompassing evil cultivator!" Qi Ming sighed softly, then looked at Nie Huang and asked, "Are you an evil cultivator?"

"Hehe, Evil Yun, how can you compare with me?" Nie Huang chuckled and sneered, which also reflected his strong confidence in his own strength.

Of course, the confidence in his eyes turned into conceit in Qi Ming's eyes, and because of this sentence, Qi Ming felt that Nie Huang should be far less powerful than Evil Yun.

Although Qi Ming thought like this with personal emotion, but it was close to the truth, Xie Yun was indeed much more powerful than Nie Huang, thinking about Xie Feng's such a bullish character, they were so afraid of Xie Yun, how simple can evil Yun be?

Later facts proved that Evil Yun was indeed much more powerful than Nie Huang in front of him!

Qi Ming stuck the long knife in his hand into the snow in front of him, and at the same time took out a stack of array flags from the storage ring with both hands, and scattered them in the snow very casually, he now really wanted to try if the evil cultivator who cultivated the Heaven Devouring Spirit Decision was also restrained by the power of thunder.

Nie Huang threw away the skinny skeleton-like Shura in his hand, and said to Ye Yiran with a chuckle: "Although I came to the Northern Realm for something else and killed you easily, I can only blame you for being unlucky!"

Ye Yiran looked at Nie Huang, smiled lightly, and said very indifferently, "I think the final result of the two of us is that I will kill you." ”

"I just like to step on the soles of your confident teenagers, that feeling is much more refreshing than absorbing spiritual power!" Nie Huang seemed to really eat Ye Yiran.

"I've always heard that cultivators of the same level are invincible in evil cultivators, but I'll let you know today that it's just a joke!" The smile on the corner of Ye Yiran's mouth narrowed, and his voice became a little cold. He took out a long sword with a blue light, although this sword was extremely thin compared to Qi Ming's big sword, but it exuded an extremely dangerous aura in Ye Yiran's hand.

This is also a high-grade spirit sword!

Nie Huang's spiritual power surged out wildly, and a barren momentum swept in, rolling up snowflakes all over the sky, as if it was snowing again.

Qi Ming had already thrown out ninety-nine array flags, and his hands began to seal, but Nie Huang's eyes were all on Ye Yiran's body, obviously not taking Qi Ming seriously.

Qi Ming was not in a hurry, and slowly sealed.

When he went north in the wasteland, he tried to use the thunder array to refine his body, but failed, after each failure, he would add nine array flags to lead the thunder again, the last time he led the thunder was ten days ago, when he used the ninety array flags to lead the thunder failed, but at that time he felt that there was already movement in the sky, and it was estimated that the ninety-nine array flags arranged this kind of thunder array would definitely be able to lead the thunder.

Qi Ming also analyzed that the weather on the side of the Ice Spirit Dynasty was relatively cold, and the power of thunder in the sky was far away from the ground, so there were repeated failures of the lightning channeling array.

Regardless of Qi Ming's guess, if he could successfully lead down the thunder with ninety-nine array flags, it would definitely be very powerful. As for how strong it is, let's use Nie Huang to try it! Anyway, Qi Ming plans to do so.

Ye Yiran felt Nie Huang's strength, his eyebrows raised slightly, he felt that the current Ye Yiran's cultivation was only one step away from the Transformation Saint Realm, which was a lot more than just now, obviously because he had absorbed the spiritual power in Shura's body.

Ye Yiran couldn't have imagined that such a powerful technique could be integrated into himself immediately after absorbing it.

"It only takes two moves to kill you!" Nie Huang stretched out two fingers at Ye Yiran.

Ye Yiran smiled, and then slashed out with a wave of his hand!

Nie Huang's hands were sealed, and then he slapped it with a palm.

"Rippping Palm!"

A huge palm full of barren aura slammed towards the sword qi that Ye Yiran slashed out!

This palm has an extremely crushing momentum!

That sword qi slashed above the palm of his hand, lasted for a moment, and then dissipated in the palm of his hand.

And that palm fell from the sky like the hand of death!

Ye Yiran threw the long sword up gently, his hands slammed into a seal, and the entire long sword turned into a sword qi of dozens of zhang rushing up into the sky with a slight trembling sound and a slight humming sound, directly hitting the barren palm!

There was an extremely dazzling collision in the sky!

"What a strong strength!" Qi Ming looked at the collision in the sky, secretly exclaiming in his heart.

After a moment of stalemate, the sword qi broke through the palm, but the sword momentum also disappeared without a trace.

A gust of wind blowing Ye Yiran's hair from above, he raised his head slightly and looked at the sky, as if trying to find the source of that gust of wind.

The extremely dazzling sword light disappeared, and the three-foot long sword with the handle floated silently above the sky, looking down on the snow and the people on the snow.

Suddenly, Ye Yiran moved, he still rose to the sky, this time the speed was faster, so fast that people couldn't see it clearly, as if he just disappeared in place and teleported directly to the sky.

He grabbed the spirit sword again, and then threw it lightly, and the sword shot directly towards Nie Huang with the sound of breaking through the sky!

Ye Yiran's hands were sealed again, and the sword that had just flown out instantly turned into tens of thousands of sword shadows, forming a set of sword formations, and went directly towards Nie Huang!

Each of those swords was enough to severely damage the powerhouses of the late stage of the Tongnian Realm!

Nie Huang looked at the sword shadows that landed, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he quickly took out an earthy yellow long stick.

The long stick began to rotate violently under the action of Nie Huang's right hand, and an earthy yellow disc was on top of Nie Huang's head, and the disc that exuded an earthy yellow light collided violently with those sword shadows, making a sound like rain hitting plantains, but this scene was even more shocking!

Ye Yiran, who was standing in the sky, looked at the movement below with a pair of very attentive eyes, and his right hand was raised again, stretching out his index finger and pointing straight at the sky.

In the sky of sword shadows, one of the sword shadows that was about to fall was divided into two again, one of them was slightly off, and then fell directly towards the center of the earthy yellow disk, and the other sword shadow was extremely spiritual and turned in a circle in the air, directly bypassing the earthy yellow disc and shooting directly at Nie Huang's vest!

Qi Ming has been releasing his spiritual power to pay attention to this battle, after all, such battles are not common, when he felt Ye Yiran's movements, his heart was even more shocked, controlling those swords with such precision as Ye Yiran was extremely demanding, and such a difficult thing to do in Ye Yiran seemed so casual!

Qi Ming estimated that Ye Yiran's spiritual power cultivation should far surpass this level of the peak of the Tongnian Realm!

Laugh at!

The sword shadow stabbed directly into Nie Huang's hand holding the long stick, and the entire palm was instantly drenched in blood.

The speed of the stick's rotation slowed down for a moment, and several sword shadows crossed the stick and stabbed Nie Huang's body, and at the same time, Nie Huang's vest was stabbed by a sword!

Ahhh

Nie Huang, who was in the sword array, screamed!

The momentum of the ten thousand swords falling together was amazing, and deep pits appeared on the ground, and the deep pits in the snow were so ugly, as if a face was full of folds.

As the last sword shadow fell, the vibrations on the ground also disappeared.

Some of the stirred up snowflakes were stained with sticky blood, and they fell again, as if blood was falling from the sky!

Nie Huang knelt on one knee on the ground, and stuck the long stick in his hand on the ground with his right hand to block his body.

Two extremely terrifying sword marks appeared on his pale and withered face, and his hair was extremely disheveled, like a madman!

Countless sword marks appeared on his clothes, and each sword mark spilled blood, he was a bloody man!

A large gap appeared in the middle of the long, earthy yellow stick he was holding, and cracks were everywhere from the gap upwards.

The sword floating in the air slowly rose and floated in front of Ye Yiran's body.

Ye Yiran's face was a little abnormally pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand slightly, and grasped the spirit sword again, and an extremely shallow crack appeared in the most central part of the spirit sword.

This crack also means that this sword is about to be destroyed! Nie Huang found the main sword in the sword shadow when he was slashed by the first sword shadow, and directly regretted it. Originally, he thought that this blow should be able to completely dissipate those sword shadows, but unfortunately he underestimated Ye Yiran and buried his life.

Ye Yiran slowly fell from the sky, walked in front of Nie Huang, looked down at him and said softly, "You lost." ”

Nie Huang began to exert his right hand, trying to stand up, but as soon as his right hand was forced, the earthy yellow long stick instantly turned into pieces, and he fell directly down because of the exertion.

But there was blood all over him, and he didn't feel any pain.

Nie Huang's bloody arms began to squirm, and then his muscles burst out, and he once again strained his body.

"Even if you can still stand up, what's the point?" Ye Yiran was trying to stand up Nie Huang, and asked lightly.

Nie Huang finally stood up and raised his head, the bloodstains on his face made him look very terrifying.

"At least I can still look at you for a few words. The corners of Nie Huang's mouth were raised, and he wanted to show a smile, but he pulled the wound.

A cold wind came, Nie Huang felt very cold, he was worried that he would freeze to death before the blood ran out, so he asked, "Are you the young sect master of the Immortal Sword Sect?"

Ye Yiran nodded, staring at that face and asked, "Since you know about the Immortal Sword Sect, it means that you are not from the Northern Realm, I want to know if there are any other evil cultivators who have come here, and what is the purpose of your coming here?"

"Hehe......" Nie Huang smiled, even the pain of pulling the wound could not reduce his pain, "There is one other than me, he is much better than me, as for the purpose...... Hey...... By the time the news of the killing of the young sect master of the Immortal Sword Sect came out of the Northern Realm, there should have been a good show to watch at that time, but it's a pity that ...... I can't see it!"

After Nie Huang finished the last sentence, his body fell forward, and he no longer had any breath.

Nie Huang didn't say their purpose, but Ye Yiran felt a chill all over his body, because Nie Huang turned his gaze to Xue'er at the moment when his voice paused.

The purpose of the evil cultivator coming to the Northern Realm is Xue'er!