The Evil Lord of All Realms

Nie Yun held the sword with both hands, and his figure shot out like a stream of light.

"Rumble..."

The two soldiers slashed together fiercely, and a harsh sound wave came out first, followed by a loud rumbling sound, the void collapsed, and the top of Tianhen Mountain was shaken to the point of collapse one after another, and large amounts of smoke and dust rose into the sky. Instantly blocking the two figures in mid-air.

"Is this boy Nie Yun actually so strong? That silver-haired beast with a ninth-level cultivation of the Great Saint Realm can actually be at a stalemate with him?" Ergouzi was very surprised.

Mo Yang frowned slightly and sighed softly: "The moment he takes action, it's his trump card. The power in his body is consumed too fast, so he won't be able to sustain it for long!"

In fact, Mo Yang had seen the clues just now, but the combat power displayed by Nie Yun today really surprised everyone. With each fight, the criticism in the crowd decreased a lot.

"Boy, you don't want to take action, do you?" Ergouzi asked suspiciously when he saw that Mo Yang's brows had been slightly furrowed.

Mo Yang did not respond, but silently looked at the smoke and dust covering Tianhen Mountain.

"boom……"

A moment later, a loud noise was heard, and the surging terrifying power instantly spread the smoke and dust in the sky, and Nie Yun's body was knocked out.

At this time, his clothes were stained with blood, and his right hand that was tightly holding Wuhen was trembling.

On the other side, the silver-haired young man was covered in blood and looked seriously injured, but the fighting spirit radiating from his body was even stronger than before.

"The genius of Jianshan, you have persisted in my hands for so long. You are proud enough. Let's go on your way!" The silver-haired young man's face became a little ferocious at this time, and his words were extremely cold.

"Since you are known as the genius of swordsmanship, I will kill you with my sword!"

The silver-haired young man spoke, and after saying that, he held the ancient sword in his hands and slowly raised it until it was raised to the top of his head. At the same time, the aura in his body began to surge, and it surged a lot in an instant.

"What kind of sword move is this? It looks a bit weird!" Ergouzi was the first to speak.

I saw wisps of black light overflowing from the ancient sword. It didn't look dazzling or dazzling. However, the aura that filled the air caused the crowd of onlookers to fall silent instantly.

Many cultivators with low cultivation levels froze on the spot, because the aura swept over them, like cold sword blades sweeping across their bodies, giving people an eerie feeling, and many people even felt... Breaking into a cold sweat.

In just a few breaths, even the silver-haired young man was enveloped by the black light that diffused from the ancient sword. The place where he stood was like a huge shadow, and cold murderous intent filled all directions.

Nie Yun's face looked a little pale. He also held the hilt of Wuhen's sword with his left hand, and slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, his body seemed to become weak, and the dazzling sword light came out in a mighty way, and his whole body was filled with energy. It's like it turned into a sharp sword.

"die!"

The silver-haired young man shouted.

And Nie Yun also spit out one word, the same as before: "Behead!"

After the two voices fell, a black light several feet long rose up, and Nie Yun clenched the traceless giant sword with both hands and slashed it down fiercely.

"boom……"

The top of the mountain where Mo Yang and the others were located was shaking. Several cracks opened on the top of the mountain, and rocks continued to roll down towards the foot of the mountain.

And above Tianhen Mountain, a dazzling brilliance exploded instantly. The black light and the dazzling white light met. The bright brilliance that exploded at that moment was wrapped with boundless sword energy and raged out. A wave of energy visible to the naked eye came out of Tianhen Mountain. It spreads rapidly from the center.

There was instant chaos among the onlookers, but many cultivators took action to resolve the disintegrating wave.

Mo Yang sighed lightly. As he expected, although Nie Yun showed amazing combat power, he was still not close to him in the end and lost in terms of cultivation. If his cultivation was stronger, the silver-haired young man might really Not his match.

"puff……"

The air wave spread out, and Nie Yun's body, standing in mid-air, trembled slightly, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. His sleeves had long been shattered. At this time, his whole body was covered with dense wounds, at least dozens of them...

A few dozen feet across from Nie Yun, the silver-haired young man was standing in mid-air in an extremely embarrassed state, with disheveled hair. Only half of the sword in his hand was left, and a huge gash spread directly from his right shoulder to his left waist. Translucent front and back.

However, his condition was much better than that of Nie Yun. Along with a powerful wave, the wounds on his body had begun to heal very quickly.

Countless eyes were staring there, and many cultivators could tell that Nie Yun was at the end of his strength. The blow just now had almost drained all the power from his body.

"It's over. I'm afraid Nie Yun has no fighting power!" A cultivator in the crowd said.

"Nie Yun, get back quickly!" Some cultivators shouted at Nie Yun, sensing that something was wrong with him.

At this time, Nie Yun's face was as pale as paper, and there was a thumb-sized gap on the edge of the giant sword. At this time, he seemed to be unable to hold his own weapon, his arms were shaking violently, and his body was shaking. Shaking.

"Leave? No one can leave!" The silver-haired young man went completely crazy and let out a roar.

Before the wound on his chest healed, he struck suddenly, his hair wildly dancing, he took a few steps forward, rushed directly in front of Nie Yun, and struck Nie Yun down with a fierce palm.

In desperation, Nie Yun forced himself to use the remaining power in his body and held the giant sword above his head.

"Qiang..."

The harsh sound waves exploded, and Nie Yun's body trembled violently, and several large mouthfuls of blood poured out of his mouth. Although he barely blocked the palm, his injuries instantly increased by several percent.

"If you can still block it, come again!" The silver-haired young man had a ferocious face, and he raised his hand again and slapped it down hard.

With a slap of his palm, the giant sword in Nie Yun's hand was directly knocked away, and his body was knocked down instantly.

At this time, Nie Yun fell to the foot of Tianhen Mountain and was seriously injured, but the silver-haired young man had no intention of stopping. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and instantly created a Tao diagram and pressed it down.

Mo Yang's eyes instantly revealed a trace of murderous intent. Although the figure was not very strong, Nie Yun could not withstand it in his current state. With this blow, Nie Yun might really fall.

Ergouzi was also eager to give it a try, and instantly took a few steps forward, as if he was about to take action.

But at this moment, a sword light suddenly burst through the sky from a distance, rising from nowhere, like a Milky Way rushing through the sky, and arrived in front of Tianhen Mountain in the blink of an eye, like a vast white curtain The same is covered in mid-air.

"boom……"

The fallen Dao picture was crushed instantly, and Mo Yang was a little surprised. He was ready to take action, but he didn't expect that someone would take action. It could be seen that the person who took action was also a master of swordsmanship.

Before anyone could look back, a figure came to the front of Tianhen Mountain. Xinbiquge

The first thought that came to many people's minds was that the person who took action must be a strong man with extraordinary cultivation. However, when they saw the figure clearly, almost everyone was stunned.

Because the figure actually had no hands, and its two long sleeves were empty.

This person is undoubtedly very unfamiliar to everyone present, because he has never appeared in the cultivation world, but Mo Yang knows this person and has seen him before.

"The eldest disciple of Jianshan, Nie Yun's senior brother!" Mo Yang spoke softly, feeling quite uneasy in his heart.