Chapter 4334 Xuan Huang bows his head

The Twelve of Doomsday opened the third seal of the forbidden meridian seal, looked at Nie Tian coldly, and then did not stop, his figure moved, and disappeared directly.

At the same time, in mid-air.

Nie Tian was shrouded in terrifying pressure and could hardly breathe, but at this moment, he suddenly felt the forbidden meridian seal in his body burst, and suddenly a terrifying force surged wildly, like a broken sea, impacting his whole body.

"Ah!" In an instant, the pain that penetrated into his bones and marrow spread all over his body, causing Nie Tian to howl miserably.

At this moment, he felt as if there was a force in his body, penetrating every bone, every drop of blood, and every inch of muscle in his body, tearing him into pieces in an instant.

This kind of pain, if not experienced in person, is simply unimaginable.

"Huh?" In the sky, the corpse demon leader suddenly sensed that the power of the curse seal on Nie Tian's body was stronger, and couldn't help but frowned.

Is he a lunatic? Such a degree of curse seal, let alone a mere Heavenly Tribulation Saint King, even a Heavenly Martial Saint Ancestor-level strongman may not be able to withstand it.

"It seems that he doesn't want me to refine corpses, so he destroyed his martial body." The Corpse Demon Cult Leader's eyes sank slightly, and he said in his heart.

Such a good piece of corpse refining material, it's a pity to destroy it like this.

"Boom!" But at this moment, there was a sudden shock in the void, and then a shocking scene happened. The huge palm shook violently and then exploded directly.

"How is it possible?" The Corpse Demon Cult Leader was hit and his figure retreated repeatedly. After stabilizing his body, he looked at the bloody swordsman who broke through the barrier with horror.

The giant hand just now was enough to crush a Tianwu Saint Ancestor, but it was broken by Nie Tian.

How could this happen?

At this time, Nie Tian looked very scary, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his blood and qi were boiling and rolling, as if he was standing in a raging fire.

The most terrifying thing was that his flesh and blood rolled all over his body, as if countless invisible sharp blades cut him one by one, but he had amazing vitality and recovery ability. As soon as those wounds were cut, they began to heal quickly.

In this kind of splitting and healing, there is a tyrannical balance. One look at it and one can imagine what kind of deep pain this is.

"He is burning his vitality!" The Corpse Demon Cult leader saw this scene and reacted immediately, exclaiming in surprise.

If an ordinary warrior encounters a dead end, he may burn blood and qi to improve his strength and take the opportunity to break through the desperate situation.

But at this time, Nie Tian is burning his vitality.

The cost of burning blood and qi may damage the martial body and even the martial arts foundation of the warrior.

The cost of burning vitality is to directly consume life span, which is completely fighting with life.

And under normal circumstances, ordinary warriors cannot burn vitality at all, because doing so requires a strong martial body to support it and requires an opportunity to burn life.

Nie Tian has a strong martial body, plus the curse seal in his body as an opportunity, so he can burn vitality, and it is crazy burning.

"I want to see what expression the corpse demon leader, who has killed countless people, will have when he dies." At this time, Nie Tian spoke, his eyes spewing bloody flames, as if he came from hell, judging everything.

"Arrogant!" The corpse demon leader roared. Even if Nie Tian was burning his vitality, he was not afraid at all, because other people had no idea how terrifying the power of the corpse dog was.

The next moment, Nie Tian's figure moved, drawing a dazzling life trajectory in the air, like an arrow from a string, extremely fast and murderous.

"Looking for death!" The corpse demon leader roared coldly, moving his palms together, and black air filled the air, condensing into runes in the air, and then condensing into black rays, like dark shackles, rushing out and spreading towards Nie Tian.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The black light was like a dragon, and terrible roars came out in the air, and it turned into a huge dark cage, instantly enveloping Nie Tian.

"Boy, your vitality will soon burn out, but your martial body is still useful. This church will keep it well." The Corpse Demon Cult leader had a gloomy face. At this moment, he still did not give up on turning Nie Tian into a corpse.

"Really?" Nie Tian faced the dark cage, his blood and energy burst out like a blade, and he stepped sideways, and the world was shaken. Then the Haotian Sword came out, and the blood-sucking sword burst out in the air with a dazzling sword light, like the halo at the end of life.

"Sizzle..." Then, wherever the Haotian sword passed, it was like destroying withered and rotten, and the dark cage was directly torn apart.

The Corpse Demon Cult leader's eyes trembled, and for the first time, his face showed horror.

He obviously did not expect that Nie Tian was so terrifying at this time.

"You were so arrogant just now. Your expression now is not worthy of your status as the Corpse Demon Cult Leader." Nie Tian sneered, and his figure moved instantly. The wings behind him were infected by blood, showing a strange dark red color, and there was a strange darkness.

"Swish!" The Corpse Demon Cult Leader was stunned for a moment, and a sword light attacked, leaving a glaring sword mark on his face.

"Damn it!" He roared, and his whole face instantly became ferocious.

How could he not know the humiliation of the sword mark? Nie Tian clearly regarded him as a weak and bullied scum.

At this time, another sword light attacked, the bright red with a deadly murderous intent, rolling like a waterfall.

The Corpse Demon Cult Leader had a cold face and slapped his palm horizontally, but he failed to block the sword light, but instead there was another bloody wound on his shoulder.

"How could this happen?" He was shocked and screamed.

His power was obviously much stronger than Nie Tian's, how could he not even block the latter's attack?

"The sword in my hand can make Xuan Huang bow his head!" Nie Tian took a step forward, and the sword intent in his body surged, like a rolling flame, extremely terrifying.

"Your sword intent has changed!" The Corpse Demon Cult Leader immediately understood something, exclaimed, and looked at Nie Tian with a changed look, and was actually very afraid.

Especially the sword in Nie Tian's hand, it seemed that his heart was trembling at a glance.

The price of burning his life made Nie Tian's sword intent become purer and sharper, and even broke through the original sword realm restrictions, bursting out with an unprecedented sharpness.

Indeed, the power of the Corpse Demon Cult Leader was far superior to Nie Tian, ​​but his power was somewhat vulnerable in front of Nie Tian's sword intent.

Nie Tian's power was like steel and blade, indestructible; the power of the Corpse Demon Cult Leader was originally very strong, but when it met Nie Tian's sword intent, it was like paper and cotton, with only a superficial appearance.

No matter how much paper and cotton there were, it would still break with a poke in front of the steel blade.

Although the Corpse Demon Cult Leader was not a swordsman, he had fought with many swordsmen and was not completely ignorant of the sword art.

Among all the swordsmen he had seen, no one could compare to Nie Tian.

Even the swordsman he had once thought to be the most terrifying was far inferior to Nie Tian.

This inferiority was not an ordinary gap, but a qualitative difference!

At this moment, the Corpse Demon Cult Leader truly realized how terrifying the silver-haired swordsman in front of him was!