Chapter 1167: A Sword of Life and Death
Hearing Jueqing's words, Nie Tian's brows suddenly tightened, and he looked up suddenly. The scene he saw shocked him.
In the sky, a voice was lying there, unconscious, wrapped in green soul-devouring power, and waves of soul power were extracted, torn and devoured.
"The Soul-devouring Demon King is absorbing Lin Yi's soul power!" In an instant, Nie Tian immediately understood, and his face became extremely horrified.
He didn't expect to see such a scene.
The Soul-devouring Demon King is so cruel. In order to break the seal, he didn't even let go of the reincarnation of the Blood Demon King.
The Blood Demon King, that was the Soul-devouring Demon King's former companion!
"The Blood Demon King is a powerful soul that has existed for hundreds of thousands of years. His soul power alone is enough for this king to break the seal of time and space!" At this time, the voice of the Soul-devouring Demon King sounded, resounding in the air, and it seemed sinister and cold.
For himself, he didn't even let go of his former companions. The Soul-devouring Demon King is really poisonous!
"Nie Tian, you don't have much time left, you must stop the Soul Devouring Demon King!" At almost the same time, Jian Lao's voice sounded, revealing great tension.
The Soul Devouring Demon King broke through the seal and his strength was restored. His strength was so terrifying that it was unimaginable. It was definitely not something that the Demon Palace's prohibition could suppress!
"Nie Tian, Lord Soul Devourer has promised me that as long as I help him break the seal, he will help me advance to the Divine Realm! He is a peak powerhouse in the ancient times. It is not a difficult thing for him to advance to the Divine Realm." Jueqing smiled coldly, his eyes were extremely hot.
"You are simply crazy!" Nie Tian roared in anger. Jueqing was really overwhelmed by the word "Divine Realm" and helped the Soul Devouring Demon King for an illusory promise.
Nie Tian did not doubt that the Soul Devouring Demon King had the strength to help Jueqing advance to the Divine Realm, but would he really do so?
The Soul Devouring Demon King did not even let go of the Blood Demon King, so would he still care about Jueqing?
Nie Tian even felt that once the Soul Devouring Demon King broke the seal, the first thing he would devour would be Jueqing's soul power!
Jueqing is a smart man, but unfortunately, under the temptation of the divine realm, he completely lost his mind.
"Jueqing, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him!" The Soul Devouring Demon King said while constantly absorbing Lin Yi's soul power.
Nie Tian could clearly feel that the time and space seal outside the Heaven and Earth Spirit Pool was rapidly weakening.
"Haha! Blood Demon King, you will not die in vain. As long as I recover my strength, I will definitely make the demon race rise again!" The Soul Devouring Demon King laughed wildly, and the body lying quietly in the center of the spirit pool seemed to have a terrible movement.
"Yes!" Jueqing smiled, murderous intent revealed, and said coldly: "I will kill him for you!"
"Subordinates?" Nie Tian sneered. I'm afraid that in the eyes of the Soul Devouring Demon King, Jueqing is not even a dog, but a stepping stone that may be crushed at any time.
"Nie Tian, you were originally a peak powerhouse in the heavenly realm, but unfortunately you are too weak now, and you can't be my opponent!" Jueqing raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and a green long sword appeared in his hand.
Jueqing is also a swordsman, practicing Jueqing swordsmanship, and his sword realm has reached the intermediate sword secrets, which is stronger than Nie Tian.
Thinking that the former peak of swordsmanship is about to die in his hands, Jueqing has an extremely perverted sense of satisfaction in his heart.
"Jueqing swordsmanship?" Nie Tian smiled coldly, his eyes full of contempt.
Jueqing noticed the contempt in Nie Tian's eyes, his eyes sank, and his eyes instantly became ruthless, revealing the extreme coldness.
"One sword, take your life!" Jueqing no longer hesitated, roared, and stabbed out with a green long sword. The sharp and murderous sword intent rolled out, sweeping across the world, the intermediate sword secrets, combined with the power of the rules of heaven and earth induced by the warriors of the Heavenly Emperor Realm, the mighty sword momentum rushed straight into the sky, and the sharp aura seemed to tear the world apart.
Jueqing swordsmanship condenses the ruthless sword intent, the ruthless breath in the sword intent, extremely cold, bone-chilling cold, covering the world, a kind of ruthlessness that ignores everything.
"Boom!" The sword intent rolled out, condensing into a terrifying sword shadow in the air. With the change of the power of heaven and earth, a ruthless sword came towards Nie Tian.
"Brother, be careful!" Long Aotian is a swordsman, so he can naturally feel the power of this sword. This ruthless sword made him feel a deep chill.
Nie Tian only has the strength of the third level of the Emperor of Heaven, and his sword realm is also a little weaker than Jueqing. Can he take this sword?
Nie Tian's figure stood in the void. Even though he knew the terrible power of Jueqing's sword, what emerged in his eyes was not fear, but extreme calmness and wild killing spirit.
He already had a plan in his mind. This time, he wanted to decide life and death with one sword!
"Nie Tian, have you given up?" Seeing that Nie Tian's figure did not move, Jueqing smiled coldly, as if he had seen the scene of the former being killed by a sword.
However, in an instant, Nie Tian's figure moved, his whole body surged with surging sword intent, his blood and energy burned, and the air was filled with blood.
"Forbidden Sword!" Seeing this scene, Jueqing's eyes trembled slightly.
Nie Tian was a peak swordsman in his previous life. Jueqing had heard that the former had three forbidden sword moves, which stimulated the sword intent with blood and energy, and were extremely terrifying.
At the moment when Jueqing was in doubt, the sword intent around Nie Tian condensed directly. The surging sword intent, stimulated by the violent blood, released an extreme and cold killing aura.
"The forbidden move of the proud sword technique, the final move of the three swords of the sky, blood-devouring the sky!" Nie Tian's voice rang out, resounding in the void, like the judgment of the god of death, and every word was full of terrible threats.
The sword intent did not move, and the sword shadow did not appear, but Jueqing had already felt the terrible power of the sword intent.
"Wow!" The killing sword intent condensed, and the blood-colored sword shadow rolled down. The space seemed to be covered with a bloody curtain, which looked cold and weird.
"What a terrible sword intent!" Although Bai Xiaofei was not a swordsman, his perception ability was extremely strong. He felt the horror of the blood-colored sword shadow from ten thousand meters away and couldn't help but screamed.
He had seen some swordsmen take action, but compared with Nie Tian, it was simply a difference between dragons and insects.
Even Jueqing's Jueqing sword could not compete with Nie Tian's forbidden sword.
"Boom!" In the sky, the two swords collided, the space roared, and the sword intents collided, and the difference between the two was immediately clear. The four sword intents of the blood-colored sword shadow burst out, and the murderous aura rolled out, directly annihilating Jueqing's sword.
"This is not..." Jueqing couldn't believe the scene in front of him. His pupils suddenly expanded, and he was filled with great despair. He seemed to want to say something, but he had no chance.
The blood-colored sword intent swept over like a raging wave. Jueqing had no chance to say the last word. His figure was directly swallowed by the sword intent, and his body was completely gone.
One sword, life and death!
Jueqing had no power to resist in front of Nie Tian. The sword duel was a complete crushing!
Long Aotian and Bai Xiaofei were watching from below, completely stunned.
"Impossible!" After a moment, a shrill cry rang out. It was the Soul Devouring Demon King. The voice could no longer conceal the panic and confusion.