Chapter 534: A Lifetime of Protection (Part 3)

"The corpse of a demon from the Naxu Realm? Oh no, we fell into a trap!"

The sword failed, and when he saw a corpse of a Naxu Realm demon suddenly appearing in front of him, Snow White Beard immediately understood what he was talking about, tiptoed, and quickly retreated.

"Where else to go, the Seven Immortals Sword of Great Sorrow!"

How could Nie Yun give him a chance to escape? With a long roar, the magic power in the sea of ​​​​qi and the colorful light in the air flourished, and he used the Seven Immortals Sword of Great Sorrow again.

This time, with the smell of a sneak attack, he suddenly flashed out from behind the body of Demon Lord Luoyao, and the ghostly and rain-like sword moves once again pierced the snow-white bearded eyes.

"Seven Immortals of Great Sorrow... This is his sword technique. Brother Wenxu, are these two your disciples? Where are you? Why don't you come here in person?"

Xie Zhang Huizi's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Nie Yun's body flying in the air like an arrow from the string, his sword skills elegant and with the smell of killing. He was seriously injured and lying on the ground.

She had seen her beloved perform this sword technique many times, and she could even vaguely see it in her sleep. The sword technique had penetrated deep into her bones. The young man in front of her was as elegant and free as the one he performed, and she pulled him away in an instant. Back to that era.

Being able to display such swordsmanship must have something to do with him, so these two people should be his disciples... But why did he let his disciples come over and not come over himself?

"Auntie!"

Just when Xie Zhang Huizi was thinking wildly and secretly excited, a voice came from behind him. He turned around and saw the seriously injured Ye Jianxing coming to him.

"Aunt?" Xie Zhang Huizi was stunned.

"Chen Wenxu is my uncle. He has told me everything about you and him!" Ye Jianxing's eyes turned red when he thought of his uncle.

"Brother Wenxu is your uncle? Where is he? Has he come here?" Without seeing Ye Jianxing's expression, Xie Zhang Huizi heard the news about Chen Wenxu, and his bright eyes were like fireworks, bright and bright.

The two talked quietly, and the battle between Nie Yun and Snow White Beard in the air had entered a fever pitch.

The Seven Immortals Sword of Great Sorrow was unexpectedly used by Nie Yun. The sword was as bright as a needle and an arrow. Although the snow-white bearded demon fled quickly, he was still caught up by the supreme swordsmanship of the Sword God Sect!

"It's not that easy to kill me! Gather your magic power, Qingming Turtle Armor!"

As a master of the demon race, Snow White Beard had many ways to save his life. If he had been killed by others so easily, he would have died countless times. Seeing that the situation was critical, he let out a long hiss, and the magic power in his body expanded. His belly immediately swelled up like a blown up balloon, and a huge tortoise shell instantly formed on his body surface.

The tortoise shell is surrounded by runes and carries the scent of the Supreme Dao. At a glance, you can tell that it is an extremely powerful secret technique of the demon clan.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

As soon as the Qingming tortoise shell formed, Nie Yun's Seven Immortals Sword of Great Compassion pierced it, making a series of crisp sounds like rain hitting banana trees.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The sound of the sword cutting into flesh was heard immediately, and in the blink of an eye the snow-white beard was covered in blood.

Although his Qingming Tortoise Armor has strong defense, his supreme swordsmanship is too powerful. He is not a strong demon who specializes in the physical body. His physical defense is limited and he was injured instantly.

However, Nie Yun's strength was too low to fully unleash the full power of this supreme swordsmanship. Although the opponent's Qingming tortoise shell was broken, the injury to Snow White Beard was actually not serious.

"attack!"

As if he knew that his Seven Immortals Sword of Great Sorrow could not kill him directly, Nie Yun made a swipe of his palm, and twelve puppets suddenly appeared around the snow-white beard, and punched him at the same time!

The twelve Yaoqiao realm puppets punched with all their strength, and their power was comparable to that of the early stage of Naxu realm. The surging power gathered in one place and instantly formed a bright halo, as bright as a comet hitting the ground.

"Damn it...you kid will not die well, the Netherworld Sword breaks the attack!"

At this moment, the snow-white bearded man didn't know that he had been fooled by the young man. He was so angry that he screamed and roared, and the Netherworld Sword pierced the ground, and drew towards the bright light!

Crackling!

Although the snow-white beard holding the Netherworld Sword was strong, how could he withstand the full attack of twelve puppets of the same level? There was only a violent explosion sound, smoke and dust flew up, and several channels were blown out of the Demon Luo Netherworld Realm. A huge pit a hundred meters deep.

"call!"

Seeing the big crater on the ground and his snow-white beard being blown to nowhere, Nie Yun breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that his whole body was soft and he had no strength at all.

This series of attacks looked easy, but in fact each one was a huge torment for him.

If the opponent hadn't been afraid of his backhand just now and launched an all-out attack when using Fanyun Sword Technique, I'm afraid he would have died!

Of course, there are no ifs in the battle. According to my understanding of the demon clan, the opponent is as cunning as a fox. If he knows that he has a trump card, he will definitely keep his backup plan!

This is also the main reason why I dare to do this!

"Look where the Netherworld Sword is..." Seeing the battle scene of the twelve puppets, Nie Yun felt that his snow-white beard might have been blown into pieces. He was about to open Yaoyan Yaofu to find where the Netherworld Sword was. , I heard a cuckoo-like neighing suddenly coming from behind me.

This sound was like the heart being torn apart in an instant, it was so sad and tactful that I couldn't bear to hear it.

Turning around, he saw Xie Zhang Huizi lying on the ground, her delicate body trembling slightly, her bright eyes staring straight at Ye Jianxing in front of her, as if she couldn't believe what he said.

"You...what did you say? You...say it again!"

There was a tremor in his voice, and Xie Zhang Huizi was afraid of hearing the words of the young man in front of him again.

"Uncle Wenxu is dead! This is a fact. Auntie, please don't be too sad..." Ye Jianxing lowered his head, although he also wanted to comfort the woman in front of him and let her not be so sad, but... the fact is the fact, He doesn't want to lie.

"Dead... How could he die if he was so powerful and an elder of the Sword God Sect? I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Xie Zhang Huizi's eyes were blurry, and he seemed to be going crazy.

I have always insisted on seeing him, and I have always been for him. Just when my dream was about to come true, I heard the news that he was dead... This kind of blow was really too big!

She couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it!

"He is indeed dead. Look, the sword in Ye Jianxing's hand belongs to him. The Seven Immortals of Compassion I used just now is also the marrow of his combat skills left in his body after his death! We have already buried his bones!"

Seeing this beautiful woman looking like this, Nie Yun couldn't care less about looking for the Netherworld Sword. Anyway, as long as this thing is here, it shouldn't be lost. He walked over and gently comforted her.

"His sword... is o. This is his sword, and it is also his life. He told me that the sword is the one who enters and the sword dies..."

His eyes fell on the long sword in Ye Jianxing's hand, and he stroked the sword with his palm. Xie Zhang Huizi murmured softly, as if he was sympathizing with Iruma.