Chapter 783: Bloodthirsty Knife

Nie Tian looked at the man in front of him, his eyes fixed.

There is no doubt that the man in front of him is his opponent, Leng Xue!

Leng Xue suddenly raised his head, and his eyes like blades looked at Nie Tian, ​​like a knife stabbing at him, with a strong oppressive breath.

Leng Xue, a bloodthirsty knife.

The knife intent on his body is very strong, making him look like a knife, but this knife is full of blood!

Nie Tian looked at the other party's bloodthirsty eyes, his eyes slightly fixed.

This kind of eyes, calm and murderous, only those who have been wandering on the edge of life and death can have such a terrible look.

"Your knife intent is very strong!" Nie Tian looked at Leng Xue and said calmly.

Leng Xue's knife intent is indeed very strong, stronger than the knife madman Nie Tian met before!

Nie Tian has met many knife masters, and each one has a different knife intent.

Ye Lingyun's knife intent is domineering, Qiu Shan's knife intent is majestic, Dao Kuangsheng's knife intent is arrogant, and Leng Xue's knife intent is murderous!

Leng Xue got it, it was a bloodthirsty sword!

This kind of sword intent can only be practiced after killing many people.

"Swordsman, take out your sword!" Leng Xue stared at Nie Tian with cold eyes and spoke coldly.

Swords and knives have the same origin, so it is not surprising that he can sense that Nie Tian is a swordsman.

Nie Tian smiled bitterly, he also wanted to take out his sword, but unfortunately, his sword was not with him.

"You want to defeat me without a sword?" Leng Xue was slightly stunned when he saw Nie Tian did not draw his sword, feeling humiliated, and his eyes became even colder.

"Go ahead." Nie Tian did not want to explain too much and responded lightly.

Nie Tian was also looking forward to meeting a powerful swordsman like Leng Xue.

"Looking for death!" Leng Xue whistled coldly, and the Leng Xue blade in his hand trembled, emitting a shrill knife chant, which turned into an invisible knife wave and attacked Nie Tian.

Nie Tian took a step forward, and the sword intent in his body surged out, pressing over like a raging wave.

"Boom! Boom!" A violent explosion sounded in the air, and the collision between the sword intent and the sword intent was fierce and intense.

Nie Tian and Leng Xue both stepped back several steps at the same time.

Leng Xue was very strong, with the fifth level of Tian Yan strength, the realm of sword spirit. The most important thing was that his sword intent was stronger than Dao Kuangsheng.

Nie Tian stabilized his body, his eyes slightly surprised. If his strength had not just been promoted to the second level, he might not be Leng Xue's opponent in a head-on confrontation.

"Huh?" Leng Xue's surprise was even greater, and his bloodthirsty eyes were red. Nie Tian could be on par with him without using a sword. The opponent's sword intent was very powerful.

"What's your name?" Standing still, Leng Xue spoke indifferently.

His words and deeds, every move, were full of cold bloodthirsty killing intent.

"Nie Tian." Nie Tian responded indifferently.

Leng Xue looked solemn, rarely showing a trace of solemnity, and said: "Nie Tian, ​​your sword intent is very strong, the strongest among all the swordsmen I have ever seen!"

"Leng Xue, your knife intent is also very strong, but it is not the strongest among the knifemen I have met." Nie Tian responded calmly with a calm face.

Leng Xue's knife intent is sharp and bloodthirsty, but it is not the strongest, even worse than Ye Lingyun.

"Hmm?" Leng Xue's expression stiffened for a moment, and he said coldly: "Do you know who I am?"

"You are standing on the bloody death field, aren't you a slave?" Nie Tian was slightly stunned.

"Slave?" Leng Xue smiled coldly and said: "I, Leng Xue, am a member of the Burial Blade Society. I came to the bloody death field to practice my bloodthirsty knife intent. The slaves in the bloody death field have died in my hands, countless! I will use their blood and death to achieve my bloodthirsty knife!"

"Burial Blade Society!" Nie Tian's eyes tightened, he had never heard of this organization.

However, Leng Xue's words successfully angered him.

Coming to the Bloody Death Field, using other people's lives to achieve their own martial arts, such a person is really cold-blooded and ruthless.

Nie Tian understood that Lengxue was the killing knife of the Bloody Death Field, specializing in helping the Bloody Death Field kill slaves like Hantian.

Lengxue used the lives of slaves to achieve his own swordsmanship, and at the same time killed those slaves with terrifying talents for the Bloody Death Field. Both sides benefited each other and got what they needed.

If Hantian continued to fight, he would definitely meet Lengxue and would definitely die at Lengxue's hands.

Unfortunately, it was Nie Tian who stood in front of Lengxue at this time.

Nie Tian will be the end of Lengxue's swordsmanship!

"Nie Tian, ​​you are a good swordsman, but unfortunately, your swordsmanship realm is only the sword force, and I am the sword spirit realm. If you meet me, your end is only one word, death!" Lengxue's eyes regained their coldness again, and the bloodthirsty sword intent permeated the air, and the bloody breath filled the entire Bloody Death Field.

Even on the square outside the Bloody Death Field, people could feel the bloodthirsty killing intent.

Leng Xue, called the Bloodthirsty Blade by the Bloody Death Field, every time he appears, no matter what kind of opponent, he will die under his blade.

Nie Tian felt the terrifying sword intent that permeated his body, but his eyes were fixed on the broken sword in Leng Xue's hand, the Cold Blood Blade.

The Cold Blood Blade released a terrible sword energy, and blood was flowing on the blade, which was extremely weird.

"Nie Tian, ​​die!" With a broken shout, Leng Xue took a step forward, and the blood light on the Cold Blood Blade was strong, the sword intent bloomed in the air, and the overwhelming sword momentum spread, and a blood-colored sword shadow slashed towards Nie Tian.

The sword shadow was shocking, sharp to the extreme, and seemed to be able to cut everything.

Nie Tian's eyes were calm, the Sword of the Divine Wheel was opened, and his body was like a sword.

The three sword intents of the Star Soul Sword, the Arrogant Sword, and the Thunder Sword were perfectly integrated in the Sword of the Divine Wheel, stirring up the most terrifying sword intent.

"Boom!" Nie Tian took a step forward, and used the Sword of the Divine Wheel as a sword, slashing down in mid-air.

The Sword of the Divine Wheel is a space formed by the fusion of the Divine Wheel Space and the Sword's Longitude and Latitude. At this time, Nie Tian had no sword in his hand, and he turned the space into a sword!

"Boom!" In the void, the shadow of the knife and the shadow of the sword collided, and the two forces strangled in the space, confronted each other, and devoured each other.

The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword flashed in the space, and the whole space became a world of knives and swords.

"Boom!" A wave of sword and sword air rushed out, and the air turned into a sharp blade, spreading in all directions.

Nie Tian and Leng Xue retreated at the same time, retreating a hundred meters away.

Even so, the two still had countless wounds on their bodies.

Nie Tian's figure stabilized, and the Tianyan True Meaning and the Nine Dragon Veins worked at the same time. In the blink of an eye, the wounds on his body had healed.

On the other hand, Leng Xue's wounds healed much slower, and his martial body was much weaker than Nie Tian's.

"A swordsman in the Sword Spirit Realm is indeed very strong." Nie Tian raised a smile and murmured.

If he was in the Sword Spirit Realm at this time and had a sword in his hand, the previous fight would have killed Leng Xue.

Leng Xue looked at Nie Tian, ​​his bloodshot eyes unable to hide his surprise.

Nie Tian had no sword in his hand, and his sword realm was one level lower than his, but he could fight him on equal terms. This was also weird.

The muscles on his face trembled slightly, and he was obviously extremely furious.

Leng Xue's aura surged step by step, and it was even more terrifying than before.

The blood and wounds stimulated the bloodthirsty sword intent in his body, making his strength even more terrifying!