Chapter 1193: Sky-Slashing Crack

"Gintama Blade!" The crowd couldn't help but screamed when they saw the silver sword in Yin Zhiwei's hand, which was as sharp as killing and extremely cold.

The Gintama Blade is Yin Zhiwei’s Yuanling Sword!

He didn't use it when he killed the gray-clothed swordsman and attacked the flaming young man. Now when he faced Nie Tian, ​​he showed the Silver Soul Blade, which showed that he had begun to face Nie Tian as his opponent.

"Silver Soul Blade!" Nie Tian's eyes trembled immediately, staring at the silver sword in Yin Zhiwei's hand. He saw silver light surging on the sword body, and the cold light flickered, giving people an extremely heavy suffocating feeling. feel.

"It turns out that he has a Yuanling Sword that is very suitable for the Silver Soul Sword Intention. No wonder his Silver Soul Sword Intent is more terrifying than Yin Gucheng." Nie Tian said secretly in his heart, and at the same time, the terrifying sword intention began to surge throughout his body, but outsiders It seemed that he didn't make any move.

Nie Tian once again used the Dark Star Demon Slayer. The sword intent was integrated into the power of the stars, completely silently.

"You brat, go to hell!" Yin Zhiwei's eyes were poisonous, and the Silver Soul Blade trembled in the air. Suddenly, a sharp sword intent roared out, like a long silver snake, attacking through the air, with a killing aura. It permeates the surrounding space, making people feel suffocating and oppressive.

"Oops!" The crowd's hearts trembled. Yin Zhiwei used the sword of the Silver Soul Blade. The power was immeasurable. What's worse was that Nie Tian stood there like a log, completely indifferent. Isn't this waiting to die? ?

"Sir!" Han Ling was also frightened and screamed.

However, just when the silver blade was about to attack, the sword Jue Tian Zhan suddenly appeared in Nie Tian's hand, and he stabbed out with the sword. Immediately, the boundless sword intent was released, followed by a trace of blood and a black sword shadow. Appeared, roaring out.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the moment the two sword shadows collided, the void suddenly trembled, and a wave of air surged out in all directions. Everyone present could not bear the wave of air and retreated one after another.

"Kakkakkak..." The bluestone slab on the ground could not withstand the impact of the rolling sword intent, and it shattered into pieces, revealing a giant sword pit.

"Boom!" At this moment, the black sword shadow erupted with a terrifying murderous intent. The silver blade immediately shattered, and a death intention rushed towards Yin Zhiwei.

"Huh?" Yin Zhiwei's eyes trembled violently. He couldn't believe the scene before him, but he reacted quickly, stamped his feet hard, and backed away crazily.

"Bang!" But he still took a step slower, and a black sharp blade struck him in the shoulder, piercing directly through his shoulder and causing blood to flow profusely.

When the crowd saw this scene, their eyes widened in disbelief.

Nie Tian actually injured Yin Zhiwei with his sword. How is this possible?

It is simply impossible for a Heavenly Emperor's fourth-fold swordsman to defeat a Heavenly Emperor's seventh-fold swordsman with one sword!

Everyone looked at Nie Tian infatuatedly, and their hearts were shocked beyond measure.

At this time, people realized that Nie Tian's rescue was not to seek death, but to possess extremely strange strength.

When Nie Tian saw that Yin Zhiwei was injured, he shook his head helplessly. It was obvious that the power of this sword did not satisfy him.

With the sword just now, he not only used the Dark Star Demon Kill, but the trace of blood in the shadow of the sword was the forbidden move of killing the soul with weeping blood.

With the fusion of the two moves, and an unexpected sword strike, he only wounded Yin Zhiwei but did not kill him. Nie Tian was a little disappointed.

"The Seventh Level Warrior of the Heavenly Emperor is indeed very powerful!" Nie Tian smiled bitterly in his heart, but his eyes swept over Jian Jue Tian Zhan and saw a dazzling crack.

Jian Jue Tian Slash, cracks appeared in the sword body!

Jian Jue Tian Zhan is only a seventh-level spiritual weapon. The power of the sword just now was too strong, and the sword body could no longer withstand the pressure of the sword intention.

If Nie Tian uses Sword Jue Tian Zhan again, the sword body may directly shatter, making it difficult to repair.

So next, Nie Tian was unable to use Jian Jue Tian Zhan anymore.

"This is impossible!" At this time, Yin Zhiwei paused. Although the wound on his shoulder was not fatal, it made him extremely embarrassed and his combat power was also reduced a lot.

He couldn't believe that a fourth-level Heavenly Emperor warrior could burst out with such terrifying power, which almost overturned his knowledge of martial arts.

"I'll kill you!" Almost at the same moment, the flaming young man suddenly roared, and the red flame sword took out his hand, thrusting towards Yin Zhiwei. The red flame snake appeared, and the flames in the sky were overwhelming.

"Looking for death!" Yin Zhiwei was filled with rage and had no place to express it. When he saw the young flame taking action, a cold expression appeared on the corner of his mouth. The Silver Soul Blade stirred in the air, and a silver blade shot out.

"Be careful!" Nie Tian's eyes darkened and he screamed, as meteor wings appeared behind him, and his figure was like lightning, flying out.

The Silver Soul Blade flew past Nie Tian's shoulder. He hugged the flame boy and barely avoided the fatal blow.

After all, the flame boy was young and thought that if Yin Zhiwei was slightly injured, he could kill him.

Fortunately, Nie Tian reacted in time, otherwise the young flame would definitely die.

All in all, this was the second time Nie Tian had saved his life.

"Huh?" Yin Zhiwei's move failed, his eyes darkened, and he suddenly shouted: "You brat, how many people can you save?"

When the arrogant voice fell, Yin Zhiwei didn't even look at it. He turned around and slashed towards the crowd with his sword.

"Be careful!" Nie Tian's eyes suddenly expanded, and he actually saw this sword attacking Pu Feifan and Han Ling.

He wanted to save people, but he was too far away and it was too late.

"Junior brother, let's go!" Han Ling reacted suddenly, and instead of retreating, he stepped forward and stood in front of Pu Feifan, intending to use his flesh and blood to block Pu Feifan's fatal sword.

"Senior brother!" Pu Feifan suddenly reacted and screamed, his face as white as paper.

The crowd was also stunned for a moment. They didn't expect Yin Zhiwei to be so violent and attack others directly.

Yin Zhiwei's sword is extremely powerful. As long as it falls, Han Ling and Pu Feifan will die tragically on the spot!

"Who dares to touch my junior brother!" Just as Han Ling and Pu Feifan were about to live and die, a roar suddenly came from the void, and then a sword intent flew into the sky, condensed into a sword shadow, and fell from the sky.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the two sword shadows collided with each other. The air waves blasted away, sending Han Ling and Pu Feifan flying backwards.

However, the sword shadow blocked most of the Silver Blade's attacks. Han Ling and Pu Feifan were only slightly injured, not fatally.

"Two junior brothers, are you okay?" The next moment, a figure fell down and spoke nervously.

"Elder brother!" Han Ling and Pu Feifan looked at the person in front of them, were stunned, and shouted out a name at the same time.

The person who saved their lives at the critical moment was none other than their senior brother, Liu Haoyu!

At this time, Liu Haoyu had a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, apparently forcibly receiving the damage caused by Yin Zhiwei's sword.

He is only the sixth level of Heavenly Emperor, and it is already very difficult to resist Yin Zhiwei's sword.

"Huh!" Nie Tian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Liu Haoyu appearing in time. It seemed that the latter had already figured it out.