Ge Shuang sat beside Nan Jiantian's couch and burst into tears.

"I don't know when you're the only one by my side who can make me feel cared for. Jian Tian, do you know that I already have you in my heart? But I haven't had time to confess to you, but you have become like this, and you are in a dilemma ......of life and death."

Ge Shuang sat on the edge of the bed and muttered to herself, tears already raining down.

"Wan'er, Wan'er, is that you......"

Ge Shuang saw that Nan Jiantian's pale and chapped lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

"Jian Tian, are you trying to tell me something?" Ge Shuang leaned over, barely hearing the almost inaudible voice 'Wan'er'.

"Wan'er, is that she the one who hides in your heart?"

Ge Shuang muttered to himself, lost his mind for a while, and thought to himself: "That's it, as long as you are safe and sound, I will be relieved!"

Then, Ge Shuang covered up his frustration and got up and went to the side room to decoct medicine for Nan Jiantian.

It's just that she didn't notice that after her hot tears hit Nan Jiantian's cheeks, his fingers flicked slightly. Although Nan Jiantian's injuries were serious, these were enough to show that he was gradually recovering, and his perception of the outside world was also recovering.

At this moment, a scrawny old man flashed into the house. Behind the robe, a skeleton held two human bones in its mouth, which was extremely weird.

The person who came was the 'sword jar', just because he was crazy, and he had a special hobby for swords, he loved swords as if he loved women, and he preferred to collect the world's famous swords.

What's even more bizarre is that where the sword is about to be excavated, he can predict the prophet and try to seize it, so he got the name of 'Sword Top', this time he must have come for the nameless ancient sword.

Jian Dian couldn't help but laugh strangely as he looked at the situation in the room, and finally his gaze settled on the ancient sword in Nan Jian Tian's palm.

But seeing that the sword body is engraved with a mysterious texture, and faintly conveys the spirit of heaven and earth, at a glance, he knows that it is an extraordinary product, and he can't help but look greedy, and he thinks to himself: "Sure enough, it is a peerless sword, when did my sword vision go wrong? This person was forged by a strange fire, and his vitality was not completely extinguished, but his life was hard." But the sword is mine!"

With a flick of the sword sleeve robe, a white bone hand took off its sleeve and turned into a palm to urge Nan Jiantian.

On the couch, Nan Jiantian had no power to resist, he received a palm, snorted miserably, his body twitched, and there was no movement.

"Nan Jiantian refused to put down this sword even to death, he must have noticed that this sword was extraordinary, but he couldn't bear this sword, take it!"

The sword took the nameless ancient sword by force, and then broke through the air.

On the couch, Nan Jiantian's eyes suddenly widened, and his body turned under the bed, his face was dull, obviously not recovering his senses, but he instinctively dodged and chased in the direction where the sword had disappeared.

At this time, Ge Shuang had already fried the herbs and brought them into the room, but saw that the bed was empty, and there was no trace of Nan Jiantian.

But the bedding was stained with blood, and it was obvious that someone had just broken in, and the other party was very likely to be aimed at Nan Jiantian, and the decoction medicine he was holding fell out of his hand and shattered to the ground.

"Jian Tian, where are you?"

Nangong Wan was anxious, and immediately chased after her.

At this time, the sword had already arrived in a mountain forest, and the nameless ancient sword had the heart to try the sword power.

At that moment, the whole body was infused with Yuan power, and the nameless ancient sword suddenly flourished, and the sword slashed down the sharp sword qi like a loose horse galloping out, and the mountains collapsed and cracked where it passed.

"Good sword, it is really a peerless good sword, wouldn't it be insulting to follow a mortal man, and it will be this seat from now on!"

The sword was overjoyed, but the nameless ancient sword trembled, and he wanted to break free.

"Just a spirit sword, delusional want to get rid of the control of this seat?" The magic trick in the sword palm slammed into the sword body one after another, suppressing it, and the nameless ancient sword finally calmed down.

The sword was about to leave, but suddenly, he felt a flower in front of him, and his way had been blocked.

"Nan Jiantian, you are not dead yet, are you a human or a ghost?"

Jian Dian couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, Nan Jiantian was a dying person, and there was no reason to be lucky to be slapped by him, but now he was standing in front of him alive, how could this be possible?

"Don't talk nonsense, bring the sword!" Nan Jiantian's eyes were dead, and his voice was hoarse.

"How can there be any reason to return what you have in your hands? Nan Jiantian, if you have the ability to take it, you will be able to kill the sword.

At this moment, Nan Jiantian's physique had changed significantly, his whole body was shrouded in divine luster, and the fire under his skin burst out.

There was a wriggling in his chest, accompanied by a crisp moan of the joints, and the shattered sternum healed as before.

"Mad Demon Physique, could it be that he took the Mad Demon Pill in advance? No matter what, Nan Jiantian is a scourge, and he must not stay!"

Seeing the sword upside down, Nan Jiantian only felt a flower in front of him, and three palms had been born on his chest, and his person fell backwards like a flat boat in a storm, falling to the ground and vomiting blood.

In the next moment, the sword appeared out of thin air, swinging the sword and slashing head-on.

Suddenly, the blood in Nan Jiantian's eyes appeared, and then his breath changed sharply.

If he has divine help, there is wind behind him, and his body is smooth and smooth on the ground, which can avoid the fatal blow of the opponent.

The nameless ancient sword fell into the air, creating a hundred-foot-long ravine on the ground, and sand and stone debris shot out in all directions.

On the other side, Nan Jiantian's aura continued to rise, and his strength increased several times in an instant, sparks burst out of his clenched iron fist, his fist turned fiery red, and his whole body was filled with a violent fire elemental aura, and the blazing temperature distorted the surrounding void.

"This son has been blessed by misfortune, mastered the power of the fire element, and even evolved into a violent physique, and his combat power can soar several times in an instant, and it is really terrifying. At this moment, Jian Dian actually had the idea of retreating.

What's even more deadly is that the nameless ancient sword that had just been surrendered by him trembled again, and the sword body became extremely scarlet, as if it had been forged by demon fire, and the mysterious inscription on the sword body appeared, and one of the dragon shadows seemed to be resurrected, and there were even signs of breaking away from the sword body.

"Oh no, I underestimated the power of this sword. ”

Jian Dian was taken aback when he saw this change, he only felt that his hands were not on the hilt of the sword, but in a ball of fiery magma, and the power of suppressing the nameless ancient sword was also weakened.

"Buzz!"

As if it had been summoned by something, the nameless ancient sword roared, and with a sudden shock, it actually got rid of the suppression of the sword, and turned into a fiery sharp arrow and shot towards the southern sword sky.

Nan Jiantian probed into the void with one hand, and the nameless ancient sword seemed to be a spirit deer that had been tamed and fell into his palm on its own.

"You are the nameless ancient sword I pulled out from the Fire Qilin, from today on, you will be called the 'Fire Lin Sword'!" Nan Jiantian looked at the sword in his hand and said to himself.

The Nameless Ancient Sword God seemed to like the name very much, and let out a pleasant argument.

"From now on, you and I will fight the world with one sword and one sword. ”

Nan Jian Tian Sword was in his hand, full of pride, at this moment he felt unprecedentedly powerful, and there seemed to be a flame roaring out of the dantian.

Nanjian Tian raised his head to the sky and roared, urging the Huolin Sword to slash out with all his might, and a violent dragon roar was transmitted between heaven and earth.

The fire unicorn phantom swooped down, and everywhere it passed, nothing did not burn, nothing did not eat, and the void was shaken.

The fire qilin's whole body burst into flames, sweeping across the nether realm.

The sword aura shrouded the circle below for more than ten zhang, and everything turned into ashes, and the aura of destruction shrouded all directions.