"No! Nie Fan, you can't kill me, we are all members of the Nie family, I'm still your cousin, Nie Fan, please, let me go, I know that I'm wrong, I swear that I will never provoke you again in the future!"

Nie Xingtian's eyes were full of panic, knowing that he had no way to escape, and while resisting the Void Breaking Sword Move, he begged Nie Fan for mercy.

Nie Fan's face was indifferent, unmoved, and with a light move of the sword, he was about to slash towards Nie Xingtian.

Knowing that Nie Fan would not let him go, Nie Xingtian's miserable face turned even paler, and then a touch of blush rose, his eyes were fierce, and he shouted in his mouth: "Good, good, good, since you don't let me go, then I won't let you have a good time, the sword trick, the jade is burned!"

Rumble!

A sword shook away the golden sword shadow around his body, and Nie Xingtian rushed towards Nie Fan, and the arrogance around him soared, and the long knife in his hand exploded, rushing towards Nie Fan with an indomitable momentum.

Nie Fan frowned slightly, unexpectedly by Nie Xingtian's sudden outburst, the sword in his right hand did not stop, slowly but firmly pressing towards Nie Xingtian below, frowning was just an accident at Nie Xingtian's sudden outburst, it did not mean that Nie Xingtian's attack could bring him a threat.

The purple sword waved, and there was no obstacle on the way, and the shattered blades exploded into powder under the swing of the long sword, and the purple sword cut into Nie Xingtian's body like a broken bamboo, cutting obliquely from the tiger's mouth to his waist, dividing Nie Xingtian into two.

"No, I'm not reconciled, I'm the sword king of the eight kings and four concubines, I still have a bright future, and I want to shock the continent. How could I die here? I'm not reconciled! Nie Fan, if you wantonly abuse and kill your relatives like this, you won't die sooner or later, I'll wait for you below, ha... Ha... Ha ......"

The tiger's eyes widened, and the body that had been turned into two pieces fell straight from the air with broken blood, and his intact left hand was tightly grasped to the sky, as if telling of nostalgia and unwillingness.

One of the Eight Kings, the Sword King Nie Xingtian, falls!

It's a little too late to think that we are relatives now!

Nie Fan watched as Nie Xingtian's corpse fell to the ground and turned into a pool of blood and mud. There was no mercy in his eyes. What the other party had done before was enough for him to put him on the death blacklist.

The eight kings and four concubines who were on the list of earthly kings fell like this? Everyone present wiped their eyes in disbelief.

"Ahem, cough ......" coughed lightly a few times again, and the golden light flashed in Nie Fan's pupils, but the injuries in his body were deepened by the interception of three people.

"Brother, you're fine!" Nie Zhenzhen hurriedly stepped forward to support Nie Fan. Worried authentic.

Nie Fan waved his hand. Wipe off blood stains from the corners of your mouth. said: "It's okay, just take a little recuperation, and now no one will stop you." Go to your chiffon tower for a while, there are some things I have to share with you, and then I have to leave, otherwise I'm afraid there will be big trouble!"

Nie Zhenzhen nodded, even if he was reluctant, he also knew that there was a lot of seriousness in the matter, as Nie Fan said, the longer he stayed here, the greater the danger, and he couldn't help but stare at the crowd of onlookers in the distance, and he felt even more resentful about the Vientiane Building that released the news.

"Nie Fan, your strength is getting stronger and stronger now, and the gap between us is getting bigger and bigger!" Nangong Yeming had a bitter face, even with his big personality, after seeing the huge gap between himself and Nie Fan, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

It is true that the progress of Nie Fan's strength is really a bit shocking, and it can only be said that being in the same era as a demon like Nie Fan is unfair to others, especially those who are close to them, because of their closeness, they can more effectively understand the other party's demons.

Mu Yu on the side also had a complicated face, but his face was still firm: "Nie Fan, now you are stronger than me, but I believe that I will catch up with you!"

"Well, I'll wait for you!" Nie Fan smiled indifferently, it was a confident smile.

"Huh?" Nangong Yeming was a little ashamed, put away his gloom, and returned to his usual appearance: "How can such a thing leave me?" Nie Fan, you have to come on, otherwise, maybe one day, we will catch up with you!"

"Okay, let's go!" the three big men are eyebrow-raising there!" Nie Zhen said impatiently, giving the three of them a white look, her eyes were full of smiles, and she was also very happy that the two friends had not lost confidence in being hit.

As for the clan uncle of Mu Yu, he had already retreated to the side, now is the time that belongs to this group of young people, and the future belongs to them.

"Buzz!"

Just as everyone was about to leave along the path vacated by the crowd, Nie Fan's heart was alarmed, and a slight fluctuation suddenly came from the void.

"Who!"

Awe-inspiring and angry, Nie Fan only had time to reach out and push the three people around him away, blood flashed all over his body, and the extreme sense of danger made the hairs on his back stand on end, and he didn't even have time to make other movements, and an astonishing sharp light pierced the back of his heart.

The blood condensed, turning into a blood-colored armor and wearing it on Nie Fan's body.

"Yikes!"

With a shock, Ruimang's owner didn't seem to expect Nie Fan's reaction to be so fast, although the blood-colored battle armor had not yet been completely condensed, Ruimang still couldn't help but pause after piercing into the blood-colored battle armor.

Maybe this pause is nothing in normal times, but at this moment it is enough for Nie Fan to use other means!

"Drink!"

Zhan Tian's blood armor suddenly condensed, and the pale golden brilliance flowed, as if the circulating glazed golden body was completely bursting into operation.

"It's a pity!"

missed the blow, and the owner of Ruimang secretly said that it was a pity, and decisively withdrew.

At this time, Nie Fan was able to turn around and look at the person who assassinated him, but saw that this person was wearing a black shirt, long hair and a shawl, with a cold face and a murderous intent.

"Brother!" At this time, the three people who were pushed away reacted, and while glaring at the assassin, they were also secretly shocked by the strength of the other party's hidden ability.

Raising his hand to stop the three of them, Nie Fan's eyes flashed sharply, his face was extremely solemn, a small wound on his back was constantly flowing with pale golden blood, and there was also a small opening on the blood-colored armor covering here, surrounded by blood, and he was trying to heal.

Secretly frightened by the strength of the opponent's attack, although the Zhantian Blood Armor is not yet complete, but he has been warmed for so long, it is no less than the level of the seventh-grade Battle Armor, and it was broken under the opponent's blow, which is really beyond his imagination, even if it is Nie Fan himself, there is no way to do it without going all out.

"Who are you!" (to be continued......)