[Hunter] Shura, who ranked ninth in the ranking, was killed by Nie Huang's spiritual power!

Death is really atrocity!

"What an omnipotent evil cultivator!" Qi Ming sighed softly, then looked at Nie Huang and asked, "Are you Xie Yun?"

"Haha, Xie Yun, how can I compare with me?" Nie Huang chuckled and sneered, which also reflected his strong confidence in his strength.

Of course, the confidence in his eyes turned into conceit in Qi Ming's eyes. Because of this sentence, Qi Ming felt that Nie Huang should be far inferior to Xie Yun.

Although Qi Ming's thoughts bring personal emotional color, it is close to the fact that Xie Yun is indeed much awesome than Nie Huang. Thinking about Xie Feng's awesome character, he is so afraid of Xie Yun. How can Xie Yun be simple?

Later facts proved that Xie Yun was indeed much more powerful than Nie Huang in front of him!

Qi Ming inserted the long sword in his hand into the snow in front of him, and took out a stack of array flags from the storage ring at the same time, and scattered them in the snow at will. He now really wanted to try whether the evil cultivator who practiced the Heaven-Devouring Spirit Skill was also restrained by the power of thunder.

Nie Huang threw Shura, who was as thin as a skeleton in his hand, and chuckled and said to Ye Yiran: "Although I came to the North Realm for something else and killed you, I can only blame you for being unlucky!"

Ye Yiran looked at Nie Huang, smiled softly, and said calmly, "I think the final result for us is that I will kill you."

"I just like to step on you confident teenagers on your feet. That feeling is much more enjoyable than absorbing spiritual power!" Nie Huang seemed to have really taken Ye Yiran.

"I have always heard that cultivators of the same level are invincible, but I will let you know today that it is just a joke!" Ye Yiran's smile retracted, and his voice became a little cold. He took out a long sword with a flashing green light. Although this sword was extremely thin compared to Qiming's big sword, it exuded an extremely dangerous aura in his hand.

This is also a top-grade spiritual sword!

Nie Huang's spiritual power surged out, and a wave of desolate aura swept over, rolling up snowflakes in the sky, as if another snow fell.

Qi Ming had already thrown out ninety-nine formation flags and began to form seals with both hands, but Nie Huang's eyes were all on Ye Yiran, and he obviously did not take Qi Ming seriously.

Qi Ming was not in a hurry and slowly made seals.

When he was walking north in the wasteland, he tried to use the thunder-induced array to lure down the thunder to temper his body, but failed. After each failure, he would add nine array flags to lure down the thunder again. The last time he lureed was more than ten days ago. At that time, he failed to use ninety array flags to lure down the thunder, but at that time he felt that there was already movement in the sky. It is estimated that the thunder-induced array arranged by the ninety-nine array flags would definitely be able to lure down the thunder.

Qi Ming also analyzed that the weather in the Bingling Dynasty was colder, and the thunder power in the sky was far from the ground, so the thunder formation failed repeatedly.

Regardless of Qi Ming's guess, if he could successfully draw down thunder with ninety-nine array flags, his power would definitely be very strong. As for how strong it is, he would try it with Nie Huang! Anyway, Qi Ming had this plan.

Ye Yiran felt Nie Huang's strength and raised his eyebrows slightly. He felt that Ye Yiran's current cultivation level was only one step away from the Saint Realm, which was a lot more than just now. It was obviously because he absorbed the spiritual power in Shura's body.

Ye Yiran could not have imagined that such a powerful technique could be integrated into himself immediately after absorbing it.

"It only takes two moves to kill you!" Nie Huang stretched out two fingers to Ye Yiran.

Ye Yiran smiled and then waved his hand and slashed out!

Nie Huang made a seal with both hands, and then slapped it with a sudden palm.

"Breaking the Wilderness Palm!"

A huge palm filled with desolate aura slapped at the sword energy that Ye Yiran slashed out!

This palm has an extremely crushing momentum!

The sword energy slashed on the palm of his hand, and for a while, it disappeared in the palm.

But that palm fell from the sky like the hand of the god of death!

Ye Yiran gently threw the sword upwards, and suddenly formed a seal with both hands. The entire sword turned into a dozens of feet of sword energy into the sky and directly hit the desolate palm with a slight trembling and a slight buzzing sound!

An extremely dazzling collision occurred in the sky!

"What a strong strength!" Qi Ming looked at the collision in the sky and exclaimed in his heart.

After a stalemate for a moment, the sword energy broke through the palm, but the sword force disappeared without a trace.

A gust of wind blowing from above blew up Ye Yiran's hair. He raised his head slightly and looked at the sky, as if he wanted to find the source of the gust of wind.

The extremely dazzling sword light disappeared, and the three-foot long sword was floating quietly in the sky, looking down at the snow and the people on the snow.

Suddenly, Ye Yiran moved, and he still soared into the sky. This time the speed was faster, so fast that it was a little difficult to see clearly, as if he had disappeared in place and teleported directly to the sky.

He held the spirit sword again, then threw it gently, and the sword shot directly towards Nie Huang with the sound of breaking through the air!

Ye Yiran made seals with both hands again, and the sword that had just flew out instantly turned into tens of thousands of sword shadows to form a set of sword formations and went straight downward towards Nie Huang!

Each of those swords is enough to severely damage the strong man in the late stage of Tongmian Realm!

Nie Huang looked at the sword shadows that were landing, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he quickly took out a yellow stick about a meter long.

The long stick began to rotate violently under the action of Nie Huang's right hand. A yellowish disk was topped above Nie Huang's head. The disk with yellowish light collided violently with the sword shadows, making a sound like rain hitting a banana leaf, but the scene was even more shocking!

Ye Yiran, who was standing in the sky, looked at the movement below with a pair of very divine eyes. He raised his right hand again and stretched out his middle finger to point straight to the sky.

Among the sword shadows in the sky, one of the sword shadows was about to fall, and one of them was slightly tilted, and then it fell directly towards the center of the yellowish-colored disc. The other sword shadow turned around in the air with an extremely spiritual nature, and directly bypassed the yellowish-colored disc and shot directly towards Nie Huang's vest!

Qi Ming has been releasing his mental power to pay attention to this battle. After all, such battles are not common. When he felt Ye Yiran's actions, he felt even more shocked. Manipulating those swords as accurately as Ye Yiran, the requirements for mental power are extremely harsh. Such difficult things seem so casual when Ye Yiran does!

Qi Ming estimated that Ye Yiran's mental power cultivation should be far beyond this level of the peak of Tongmin Realm!

laugh!

The sword shadow directly stabbed Nie Huang's hand holding the long stick, and his entire palm was instantly bleeding.

The rotation speed of the stick was slowed down for a moment. Several sword shadows passed over the stick and stabbed Nie Huang's body. At the same time, Nie Huang's vest was stabbed into a sword!

Ahhhhh!

Nie Huang, who was in the sword formation, screamed!

Wan Jian Qiluo's momentum was amazing, and deep pits appeared on the ground. The deep pits in the snow were so ugly, just like a face full of pleats.

As the last sword shadow fell, the vibrations from the ground disappeared.

The stirred part of the snowflakes were stained with sticky blood and spilled down again, like blood falling from the sky! The scene was extremely strange!

Nie Huang knelt on one knee on the ground, and inserted the long stick in his hand on the ground with his right hand to block his body.

Two extremely terrifying sword marks appeared on his pale and dry face, and his hair was extremely scattered, like a madman!

Countless sword marks appeared on his clothes, and each sword mark was covered with blood. He was a bloody man!

A huge gap appeared in the middle of the yellow stick he was holding, and cracks were covered with cracks from the gap.

The sword floating in the air slowly rose and floated in front of Ye Yiran.

Ye Yiran's face was a little abnormally pale, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corners of her mouth.

He raised his hand gently and held the spirit sword again. An extremely shallow crack appeared in the center of the spirit sword.

This crack means that the sword is about to be destroyed! Nie Huang found the original sword in the sword shadow when he was slashed by the first sword shadow and directly beat him. He originally thought that this attack should have completely dissipated the sword shadows, but unfortunately he underestimated Ye Yiran and ruined his life.

Ye Yiran slowly fell from the air, walked up to Nie Huang, looked down at him and said softly, "You lost."

Nie Huang started to work hard with his right hand, trying to get himself up, but as soon as he tried his right hand, the yellow stick instantly turned into pieces. He fell down and ate a dog because of his hard work.

But he was covered in blood and he didn't feel the pain.

Nie Huang's bloody arms began to squirm, and then his muscles burst, and he supported his body hard again.

"Even if you can still stand up, what's the point?" Nie Huang, who was trying to stand up, asked faintly.

Nie Huang finally stood up and raised his head. The blood on his face made him look very terrifying.

"At least I can say a few words to you." Nie Huang raised his lips back. He wanted to smile, but pulled the wound.

A cold wind came, and Nie Huang felt very cold. He was worried that he would be frozen to death before the blood was exhausted, so he asked, "Are you the young master of the Immortal Sword Sect?"

Ye Yiran nodded, stared at the face and asked, "Since you know the Immortal Sword Sect, it means you are not from the Northern Realm. I want to know if there are any other evil cultivators here? And what is your purpose in coming here?"

"Haha..." Nie Huang smiled. Even the pain that pulled the wound could not reduce his pain. "Besides me, there is one more person who is much better than me. As for the purpose... Hehe... When the news of the young leader of the Immortal Sword Sect being killed came out of the Northern Realm, there should be a good show at that time. Unfortunately... I can't see it!"

After Nie Huang said the last sentence, his body fell forward and no longer had a breath.

Nie Huang did not say their purpose, but Ye Yiran felt cold all over, because Nie Huang turned his gaze to Xueer at the moment when his speech paused.

The purpose of the evil cultivator coming to the northern realm is Xueer!
Chapter completed!