Chapter Seventy-Two: Nightblade Dies

Looking at the posture of the little ghost in front of him, Wei Tianming smiled slightly while taking out the knife, and the knife tore through the air and slashed at the body of the sky-killing knife.

At the moment when Yizhu's hands touched this fatal blow, the skin of the entire hands had disappeared, Yizhu's face was also stained red with his own blood, blood and wounds were accompanied by terrifying power, oscillating in the air, two pairs of blood-colored and white bone hands, and still tightly holding the heaven-killing in his hands, Yizhu's face at this time had been distorted, his eyes were staring at Wei Tianming who was like a wolf and a tiger, gritting his teeth to resist this earth-shattering blow.

Wei Tianming looked at Yizhu at this time, the hands that came out of the knife were used again, and with a loud shout, the terrifying power was superimposed on the shock, and Yizhu flew out fiercely, and the killing of the sky also instantly came out of his hand and fell to the ground.

When Yizhu was knocked away, all the blood in his body was also shocked.

Blood gushed out of his mouth, and his muscles and bones trembled. In an instant, he fell fiercely in the ruins of the house more than ten meters away, and the stones and soil on the ruins of the house were also turned up, and the ground where Yizhu fell suddenly appeared a long blood-colored track.

Feeling the strangeness of his body, Yizhu knew that he had not yet reached the limit of his body's endurance, so he was almost a little bit, and endured the severe pain and roared angrily:

"Wei Laogou, is that what you can do?

It seems that you are not qualified to let you pour me a night pot. ”

At this moment, Wei Tianming was about to take Yizhu and fly out of the sky for more than ten meters, and thought at the same time:

"This knife can actually resist such a fierce blow of the red gold and silver ring knife in his hand without breaking, it must be a high-grade spiritual martial art, even if it is not as good as the four-grade spiritual martial arts in his hand, if it is sold, it will definitely be able to sell it for a good price.

It's a waste to give it to this little ghost. ”

Just as he was about to move, he instantly heard Yizhu's scolding, and his anger was ignited all over his body in an instant, and his angry and hideous face roared at the ruins where Yizhu fell in the distance:

"Little beast who doesn't know whether to live or die, your hands are useless and you can't close your beak, and then Lao Tzu will make you speechless anymore. ”

Between the words, Wei Tianming directly lifted the golden knife, stomped hard under his feet with a loud shout, and the ground instantly cracked and sank, and the rocks exploded.

With a bang, Wei Tianming rushed towards Yizhu in the ruins like a red light.

Seeing the angry, imposing, and vicious Wei Tianming suddenly attacking him, Yizhu just raised the corners of his mouth slightly and was secretly happy, but at the same time comforted himself in his heart:

"Hopefully the body can withstand the blow. ”

At this moment, Yizhu had given up resistance, and the only hope in his heart was to be able to use this blow to bring his body to the limit of endurance, so as to break through the third layer of the god-killing body.

Without half a breath, Wei Tianming's figure had appeared in front of Yizhu, and at the same time, his eyes were staring at him like a beast, the golden knife was raised high above his head, and with a roar, the knife tore through the air, and slashed down at Yizhu.

Yizhu used all his strength to make his body take a slight step back, so that his head avoided the knife, and used his body to withstand the blow, just at the moment when he was about to slash Yizhu's body.

A black figure, without any sound, as if the space was moving, appeared in front of Yizhu, blocking this earth-shattering knife for Yizhu.

At the same time that the sword mang came into contact with the black shadow, the black shadow was slashed in two, and its strength was relatively weaker than just now.

Even if a black shadow blocked it for himself, the next knife still slashed directly on Yizhu's chest, and Yizhu's chest was instantly chopped with flesh and blood, revealing Senhong's blood and bones.

At the moment when the black shadow rushed forward, Yizhu had already seen that the black shadow in front of him was the night blade who had just received the order to go out to find rescue.

When recalling all the shadow guards of the City Lord's Mansion, Nightblade hurried back with his men, and before he reached the General's Mansion, he saw a mess outside, with corpses everywhere and houses collapsing.

Hundreds of people were crying nearby, and before they could comfort them, they heard a loud noise in the distance.

Then he saw that Yizhu was covered in blood, his hands were fleshy, and he was ruthlessly knocked out by Wei Tianming, and he just wanted to go up to help, but he heard Yizhu fall to the ground and disdain for the provocation.

Then accompanied by Wei Tianming's monstrous roar, the fierce god killed Yizhu viciously, at this time, the night blade's mind was completely blank, and the body involuntarily wanted to protect Yizhu, and in an instant, he performed the secret technique of desperate time, the blood shadow teleported, released all the blood in the body, and achieved a kind of close teleportation, giving the opponent a fatal blow.

However, this move was not to kill people, but to protect this stranger, but to treat him as a relative, and he did not regret it at all.

At the same time that the two of them were knocked away, Yizhu had forgotten the pain, his face was suddenly terrified, and his hands clutched the night blade that was split in half, and he slid out of dozens of meters, and the two fell to the ground heavily.

At this time, Yizhu was already sad with tears in his eyes, and while holding the night blade, his mouth kept roaring:

"Brother Night, why are you so stupid, why are you rushing up.

Why!

Don't die, don't die, I'll save you, and I'll cure you. As he spoke, Yizhu had already mobilized hundreds of spirit elements into the body of the Night Blade to help him recover his body.

The dying Night Blade felt a huge external spiritual power appear in his body to help him recover his body, and with the help of spiritual power, his pale bloody hand was raised with great difficulty at this time, wiping away tears from the corners of his eyes for Yizhu.

Whispered:

"I am your eldest brother, as the eldest brother, I have to protect my younger brother, the only regret is that the eldest brother can no longer accompany you in the future, promise the eldest brother not to be so impulsive in the future, protect yourself, and live well for me.

Put the eldest brother here, the eldest brother wants to sleep, and don't send spiritual power to me anymore.

It's useless!

And...

Be careful of General Yu and listen to the eldest brother.

Let's go, I'll report later..."Before he could finish speaking, Nightblade's raised arm fell to the ground unconsciously.

At this time, the hundreds of shadow guards who rushed over saw that their leader was cut in half by Wei Tianming in front of them in an instant, and witnessed the tragic death of the night blade, and the sound of pain and angry roars resounded in the sky in an instant.

Hundreds of shadow guards drew out their spiritual weapons regardless of it, and some even only held ordinary mortal iron weapons, and rushed towards Wei Tianming to kill him.

And the Feathered Dragon, who witnessed this bloody battle from afar, was also full of shock at this moment, and even more surprised that the Night Blade, who had been ruthless and cold-blooded, was able to block this fatal knife for this strange and arrogant kid regardless of it, and a wave of anger instantly ignited the whole heart.

Thinking that the group of elites he had worked so hard to cultivate was about to die tragically on the spot, Feather Dragon stood up directly and roared loudly at the shadow guard who rushed forward:

"You idiots are all crazy, don't you see that your leader has died a tragic death, are you still going to die?

Have you taken me as a general into account, who is your master!

A bunch of bastard stuff. ”