Vol 12 Chapter 1192: Star guard
The boy suddenly rushed out, and the heavy roar sounded like a thunder, and the anger of the whole body began to rise. The whole body seemed to be surging with flames, burning the surrounding air.
"The sword of the fire attribute!" The crowd looked a little trembled and immediately recognized it. This boy is also a swordsman, and it is the sword of the fire attribute. The power of the sword is still terrifying.
"This is ······" At this time, Nie Tian saw the flame sword of the boy, his eyes could not help but suddenly stagnate, his face was slightly stiff.
"The big **** is dead, is there a little cockroach ant?" At the same moment, Yin Zhiwei looked at the flame-like boy coldly, and his eyes filled with unabashed chills.
The crowd felt a slap in the air, and could not help but feel the trepidation. It is known that this flame boy is going to die.
Yin Zhiwei is violent and killing, and he will let this boy live!
"This child is only fifteen or six years old. The strength is actually the Emperor of Heaven. The flame sword on his body is also very terrible. It is a pity to die like this." Many people suddenly realized that the strength of the flame boy is terrible. Sorry to say.
Fifteen or six years old, the Emperor of Heaven and the two strengths, the martial art realm to reach the soul of the sword, it is very scary.
Nie Tian also noticed this, the juvenile's kendo talent is not under Pu Feifan.
Pu Feifan is only twelve years old. After three or four years, he may not have the strength of a flame boy.
"Small nephew, strength and talent are good, but unfortunately you met me." Yin Zhiwei also perceived the strength of the flame boy, the Y cold in the eyes is even worse, the latter's talent is stronger, his killing is stronger.
So young, if you grow up, you still have it!
Yin Zhiwei looked at the flame boy, smiled coldly, and killed the machine.
"You killed my uncle, I want your life!" The flame boy immediately reacted, it was the silver-shirt swordsman who killed his second uncle, and suddenly the whole body of the sword broke out, and a red hand appeared. The flames of the sword, the body of the sword burst out, turned into an endless flame, burning in the space.
The surrounding people were actually unable to withstand the flames of this roasting, and they retreated.
"A small cockroach ant is also mad, give me a death!" Yin Zhiwei smiled coldly, and the silver soul sword appeared in the whole body. It was actually a group of people surging, very strange, like a silver ghost.
The ants who kill the flame boy do not need a sword at all.
"Death!" The next moment, the cold voice fell, the silver soul swords out again, such as the silver blade, the cold flashes, revealing the murderous suffocating, hit the flame boy.
"Be careful!" The heart of the crowd suddenly tightened at this moment, and his heart trembled fiercely. It is a pity that this talented teenager is so tragic.
"I killed you!" The flame boy was fearless and fearless. The red flame sword stabbed out, and a line of fire appeared. It spread into a red flame snake in the air. It was hundreds of meters long and rolled to Yin Zhiwei. .
However, the strength of the flame boy is too weak, the red flame snake is directly torn by the silver blade, the blade of the life kills the past, the flame boy suddenly fell into a moment of life and death.
Just at the moment of the millennium, a starlight appeared, but it came out, and it was actually shrouded in a flame boy, a humanoid star shield in its body and stars.
"Hey!" On the occasion of the fall of the silver blade, a muffled sound did not break the star shield.
The flame boy was stepped back by * but was intact and not injured.
The crowd saw this scene, and they did not respond for a long time.
"Well?" Yin Zhiwei was also stunned. I didn't expect someone to shoot at this time, blocking the fatal blow for the flame boy.
"It's you!" The next moment, Yin Zhiwei suddenly turned back, staring at a silver-haired youth, it is Nie Tian!
"What about me?" Nie Tian stepped forward, and the figure moved, blocking between Yin Zhiwei and the flame boy.
It was just that he used the guardianship of the stars to block the silver blade for the flame boy.
Fortunately, he has a star guard, otherwise it is difficult to block the deadly sword of Yin Zhiwei.
The defensive power of the guardian of the star is really strong enough to be able to withstand the attack of the Seventh Sword of the Emperor!
However, this also consumes the power of the stars that Nie Tian looks at. With the power of the stars he is now awakening, he uses the guardian of the stars up to three times.
The flame boy is a very rare kendo genius, and Nie Tianshi can't bear to die.
And more importantly, the sword that the flame boy released is the meaning of the red flame sword!
Chi Yan Jianyi, this is the sword meaning used by the devil of the Red Flame Palace.
Nie Tian has a red flame in his hand. He returned to the heavenly domain and has important things to find in the Red Flame Palace. Even he guessed that Lu Motu might know his life.
The flame boy has the red flame sword meaning, Nie Tian guessed that this boy is very likely to have a relationship with the red flame palace that has been destroyed!
This is another reason why he saved his life.
"Kid, you can block my sword, very good. It seems that there will be a bit of fun killing today." Yin Zhiwei's mouth yelled and screamed.
In his opinion, killing is a game. The killing game just was too boring, and the opponent was completely vulnerable.
And Nie Tian appeared, only to make this game a little interesting.
At this time, the eyes of the crowd have been transferred from the flame boy to Nie Tian, his eyes are very strange.
Nie Tian’s attempt to save people at this time is simply a gesture of death. Yin Zhiwei’s murder is not blind, and he does not care to kill one more.
"Yin Zhiwei is it?" Nie Tian's face was as calm as water, without a slight wave of sorrow, said faintly: "The silver city is not so mad at the time, it seems that your silver family is a generation more than a generation."
"Well?" Hearing that Nie Tian suddenly mentioned the name of the silver city, Yin Zhiwei's eyes trembled fiercely, because the silver city is his father!
"Bad boy, is my father's name also you can call it?" Yin Zhiwei screamed, the whole body's killing release, condensed into a rolling pressure, shrouded in the past.
"Mr. Be careful!" Han Ling saw this scene, could not help but scream, his face was white as paper, and the bean sweat on his forehead.
He knows the identity of Nie Tian, but the strength of the latter is far worse than Yin Zhiwei. How could it be Yin Zhiwei's opponent?
"Silver city is a taboo of the heavenly domain! Isn't it allowed to shout?" Nie Tian responded coldly, and his body shook directly, breaking the pressure of Yin Zhiwei.
With his current strength, even if the Emperor of the Heavenly Emperor wants to oppress him with imposing manners, it is impossible. It is ridiculous to use a momentum to suppress him.
"Bad boy, you are dead!" The pressure of the momentum was broken. Yin Zhiwei finally understood that the person in front of him was a terrible opponent. He screamed, and a silver sword appeared in his hand. His face was dripping. Sensen said: "Bad boy, you deserve to use the Blade of Gintama!"
