Blood fountains spurted out from Jian Nantian's wrists, shoulders, chest, lower abdomen, and ankles.
After the sword light penetrated the body, its power remained unabated, like eight long nails, driving Jian Nantian straight into the ground.
"I don't accept it!"
Jian Nantian opened his mouth and roared.
There was blood in his mouth and his teeth were stained red. At this moment, his expression looked like a madman, especially ferocious.
A ball of dazzling white light emerged from his chest.
In the white light, the shape of a small sword can be faintly seen, trying to condense.
The reason why he worked so hard was because Jian Nantian was severely damaged and his life source was rapidly draining away.
If you want to use your magical power now, it will be much more difficult than in the past.
This is similar to the reason why Cui Derong did not have enough spiritual energy in his body at that time and was unable to use spiritual energy.
But Jian Nantian, supported by a surge of anger, gradually condensed his magical powers.
The small sword became more and more clear, its light was dazzling, and it was about to split out of the white light.
The surrounding void seemed to be frozen at this moment.
Just like before a thunderstorm in midsummer, there is an oppressive smell in the air.
"Chu Yan, if there is no follow-up method, you just wait to be killed by me!
I've torn this entire swamp into pieces, so I don't believe you can still hide away!"
Jian Nantian's eyes widened, and there was endless hatred in his eyes.
He had never suffered such humiliation before.
The little sword became more and more concise.
The powerful edge continued to slash towards the surrounding areas.
"It's still a little bit close, just a little bit close!"
Jian Nantian stared at the top of his chest with a sinister smile on his lips.
But at this moment, a flash of white suddenly appeared in the void in front of him.
This white color is fundamentally different from the white color revealed by the sword light.
It's like snow, like ice.
And it also has the unique chill of ice and snow.
"What's this?"
Jian Nantian was stunned for a moment, and soon he saw flying snow all over the sky, pressing down on him.
In the flying snow, the ice pick was like a spear, stabbing directly into the small sword that was about to be condensed.
"No!"
Jian Nantian let out a loud roar of grief and anger.
As long as he waits for three or five more breaths, this small sword will condense into form. Unless a monk with the second level of Tianxinjing takes action, he will definitely not be able to stop it.
But now, just because of this little difference, the result fell short at the last moment.
What was even more difficult for Jian Nantian to understand was where did this ice and snow come from?
It was clearly as if it appeared out of thin air.
Just when he was furious, a flash of lightning followed closely.
Lightning intertwined into a dragnet and immediately enveloped him.
Sizzssssssss!
Crackling!
The flesh and skin all over Jian Nantian's body was exploded, his spiritual energy was disordered, and he howled in pain.
The severe pain also accelerated his thinking at this time.
In his mind, he couldn't help but think of all the strange actions that Chu Yan had made while standing in mid-air.
First there was the crystal clear spear, then there was the long knife that exploded with thunder, and then there was the heavy shield covered in flames——
As soon as he thought of this, Jian Nantian felt a wave of hot air coming towards him.
He raised his head and looked at the flames that crashed down towards him like a meteorite, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.
What the hell is going on!
Why is the sequence the same as what Chu Yan performed in mid-air before?
Jian Nantian remembered that he felt very strange at the time.
Because Chu Yan cast it in the air, but there was no reaction at all.
The spear did not cause ice and snow, the sword did not explode thunder and lightning, and the heavy shield did not ignite flames.
But now, these have all appeared one by one.
In a daze, Jian Nantian had the feeling that these things were as if Chu Yan had frozen time and then waited until this moment to release them in order.
"But...how is this possible..."
When Jian Nantian's body was blown up into the air, he was still mumbling to himself.
But reality immediately told him that this was the truth.
The shadow of Gangfeng Fist appeared in front of him in an instant.
The outbreak of the angry dragon's strangulation caused Jian Nantian's whole body to surge with arrows of blood, like grass.
The Thousand Dragons Breaking Army left his ribs shattered and his chest collapsed deeply.
The Wind-Breaking Thunder appeared the next moment, opening another large hole in Jian Nantian's fragile chest.
Jian Nantian showed a wry smile.
This time, it seems that I really failed.
At this time, he had already seen it.
Every move that hit him at this moment, whether it was martial arts or spells, the sequence was exactly the same as what Chu Yan had practiced in mid-air before.
My own realm is obviously so much higher than that of the other party.
With one's own strength, if one really wanted to go head-to-head, he would definitely crush the opponent.
But I didn't expect that the other party discovered me in advance for some reason.
Then, I didn't expect that the other party could actually control time.
No wonder the other party had the courage to snatch the corpse core from his hand.
It turns out that his confidence lies not only in having a helper from Tian Xinjing.
I was still careless.
He was deceived by the other party's Earth Yuan realm.
Although the skin on his whole body was torn and there was almost no intact flesh visible at this moment, Jian Nantian still gathered the last bit of spiritual energy in his body.
He wanted to spread the news of his death.
You want others to know that you are dead.
He also wants others to know who killed him.
The communication talisman appeared in his palm with a gleam of light.
The message is about to be sent out.
Whoosh!
A sword light suddenly flashed out at this moment.
Not only did it cut off Jian Nantian's hand, it also cut off his last glimmer of hope.
Lifting his eyelids, Jian Nantian saw Chu Yan's expressionless face.
"This time it's the real body." Chu Yan said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Yan chopped off Jian Nantian's head with a swish of his voice.
In Tangtangtian's state of mind, from beginning to end, he was unable to make an effective counterattack and was tricked to death by Chu Yan.
This can be seen from the depression that finally solidified on Jian Nantian's face.
He was supposed to be the one who crushed Chu Yan.
But in the end, I didn't even have a chance to show off.
It's even possible that Chu Yan won't be needed to make up for it in the end. If Jian Nantian is left here, it won't be long before he suffocates himself to death.
As soon as Jian Nantian died, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his body turned into a spiritual rain and poured down in a radius of ten miles.
Naturally, Chu Yan would not waste this spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy fed back by the monks at the second level of Heavenly Mind Realm is still a considerable fortune to him.
What's more, this wealth was obtained by him at a considerable price.
This spiritual energy dissipated over a large area, and Chu Yan had no way to concentrate it and take it away, so at this moment, he had no choice but to sit down cross-legged and start absorbing it directly.
As for some materials scattered on the ground, including Jian Nantian's body, there is no time to inquire about it yet.
However, these things are close at hand, and Chu Yan is not worried about losing them.
Neither the materials nor Jian Nantian's body would run away on their own initiative.
However, at this dawn, the huge noise in the swamp still attracted the attention of some people.
After more than half an hour, when the sky was getting brighter, two spirit boats flew over from a distance.