After getting used to that fear, Brian even got used to the cold killing intent flowing to every corner of his body.

Because his cold blood was boiling with that killing intent.

The man's eyes finally changed slightly, with hesitation, with pursuit, with deep incomprehension.

These complex emotions were intertwined, so he didn't rush to make a move.

He watched as Brian stepped through the dark mist, to the stairs of the Long Hall, and finally to him.

It was a distance that no one could have crossed for thousands of years.

It was the first time that such a weak thing had been allowed to come to him so presumptuously.

The man's eyes changed distance, and his standing body trembled slightly, not because of fear, no dragon would have a sense of awe and fear for ants.

Instead, he saw something different but familiar in this ant.

"You ......" a syllable came out of his mouth.

But Brian waved the small sword in his hand, and held the sword in his left hand, and the darkness was slightly bright, and the lonely breeze blew his black hair, bringing a slightly sweet fish.

That's the blood flowing.

The man's dark gaze instantly became extremely bright, his expression became very excited, and his scarlet lips pulled out an exaggerated and distorted arc.

He stretched out his arm, and a sword was drawn out of his wide sleeved robe.

A gorgeous silver sword.

The sword body is slender and somewhat delicate.

The sword fell into the palm of his hand, and that delicate aura became an illusion, turning into the domineering spirit of King's Landing.

He stabbed out with a sword, with unimaginable power, and the entire space was pierced into a huge black hole, wrapped in blasts of wind and thunder.

As soon as the sword came out, the man's mouth erupted in a manic laugh of twisted pleasure.

Brian couldn't understand what his sudden state of madness was.

His expression remained unchanged, his gaze was awe-inspiring, his right shoulder tilted to the side, not thinking that he would be able to avoid the sword, just to test for one thing.

If it weren't for what he thought, he would have died today.

But if his guess was correct.

Today, you can live!

Brian reacted extremely quickly and avoided this sword, but he knew in his heart that under the suppression of absolute strength, he would never be able to avoid this blow.

The black hurricane lightning slashed out with a sword, with a thick aura of death, and the dark wind suddenly became violent, sending out a terrifying roar in the ancient city.

Brian's body was just a little breeze, and half of his right body was swept into the sword wind, and the black lightning exploded his flesh and bones into pieces of powder.

The small sword in his left hand was buzzing and shiny, but it couldn't slash at the man's body.

Brian was like a small grass blown away by a strong wind, spraying blood and flying upside down.

The man's face was twisted and excited, and his face froze, a little funny.

Because he saw the glimmer of the node coming out of Baili An's mouth, it was the node power that belonged to the human cultivators.

All perceptions and ideas are quickly overturned when they are pushed to the peak of their climax.

That huge loss, crazy anger, made him want to destroy everything in front of him!

Corpse demons can't practice human exercises, let alone ignite spiritual power nodes.

Obviously, the young man in front of him who provoked him was just a cultivator with a strange aura.

Damn it!

Damn it!

Really damn it!

How dare you deceive him!

The feminine and handsome face became hideous, distorted, and frantic in the fierce wind, and he roared beyond recognition: "Damn ants!! die me a hundred times!!"

At the man's feet, the earth caved deep into the earth with an earth-shattering popping sound.

In an instant, his aura was darker than the shadows, and the cold consciousness representing death swept away.

The long white and golden hair flutters gently in the dark world of the cold forest, like a ghost!

The sword in his hand matched his frenzied gaze, and it had an extremely terrifying penetrating power, and the entire Chaos Valley was in turmoil.

He raised the slender but extremely domineering sword in his hand, as if he had lifted a dark realm.

Brian flew out of this obscure space, missing half of his body constantly spraying red blood beads, and the small sword in his hand seemed to have lost the maintenance of spiritual power, and the brilliance dissipated.

Although Wen Hanwei couldn't see it, she could sense the battle situation in front of her, and she stood up with her sword and was about to catch Bailian's body.

And the man's terrifying sword momentum is still coming, and the whole world is heavy.

Wen Hanwei's pupils gradually contracted into a sharp line, not because of the fear of death, but because of ......

Brian's breath is gone!

The man had already taken a step, as if he had spanned a thousand-year-old century, and the sword momentum rushed out, the sword aura was like a tide, and the tide sound was like thunder.

Until the moment when the sword in his hand almost merged with the darkness, the man felt the cold hairs on his neck stand upside down, an indescribable feeling.

"Your whole body is ......" came from the back of a cold breath, not as cold and slippery as a snake, but a clean and pure cold.

The voice was very calm, without the slightest murderous intent: "It's all flaws......"

There was a sharp feeling of sharpness in the back of his neck, and the tip of the small sword pressed against his skin, followed by the cold beads of blood that flowed like rain on his back and shoulders.

It was the blood gushing out of Brian's broken body.

A strong smell of blood came to the nostrils.

The man's pale and thin cheeks were stained with dots of red.

He froze there, his arms trembling slightly, his bones creaking.

He seemed to be caught off guard by a kind of shock, so much so that now that the sharp blade in Brian's hand was at his vital point, he didn't react at all.

Wen Hanwei also froze in place in shock, the sword supporting the ground was shocked, and the whole person almost fell to the ground.

How the hell did he do it?!

Under such heavy injuries...... It was even possible to counterattack.

"What the hell are you...... How did you do this?" the man asked the doubts in Wen Hanwei's heart, and his voice, from frantic and twisted to gentle and peaceful, only took a short breath.

But if Brian was standing opposite him at this moment, he would be able to see his eyes at this moment, scarlet and bloody, and the clouds and rain that were extremely deep and far away.

Brian felt the irrepressible tremor and trembling of this man's body, as if there was a crazy soul hidden in this body.

He looked down at the internal organs and bones in his body that were shattering and flowing, and said calmly, "Don't you feel it yourself?"

The man snorted softly and said, "You are the second corpse demon ever to hang the blade of your sword around my neck." ”

At this moment, the man finally confirmed that Brian, like him, was also a corpse demon.

Because of the Yuan Force node that is opened, Arian's body can store spiritual power, thus covering up the corpse demon aura in his body.

At first, the man just thought that Brian was a weak human cultivator.