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Falling God Sword!
After seeing clearly the red sword in the hand of the black-robed figure, Nie Tian's pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression suddenly became dull.
This red sword was so familiar to him. It was Xueer's Yuanling Sword, the Falling God Sword!
Nie Tian was stunned for a moment, then his eyes wrinkled, and he exclaimed in his heart: "How could Xue'er's Yuanling Sword be in this person's hand? Moreover, this person also has the blood of three lives, and even wears the Holy Cloth of the Underworld Emperor.
, who exactly is she?"
Could it be that she is Xue'er?
Nie Tian was stunned. His mouth was open, but he couldn't say even a single word.
He couldn't believe that the black-robed swordsman who appeared in front of him was Xue'er.
If this person is really Xue'er, why has the aura on his body changed completely?
What the hell is going on?
Nie Tian became more and more confused as he thought about it, and large beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
The scene before him really confused him.
"Let's take action." At this moment, the black-robed swordsman suddenly spoke, his voice was extremely cold, even with strong murderous intent.
"This voice" Nie Tian was stunned, his body shook, and he exclaimed in his heart: "She is Xue'er!"
Nie Tian heard the voice of the black-robed swordsman just now very clearly. It was definitely Xue'er's voice.
But that tone was completely different from the Xueer Nie Tian knew.
Xue'er's voice can sometimes be cold, but it's definitely not this cold with murderous intent.
The murderous intention displayed by the black-robed swordsman was very strong, and it was basically an extremely indifferent emotion, like a killer who was indifferent to everything.
"Xiao Fei, what's going on? Is she Xue'er?" Nie Tian was so distraught that he almost roared.
"Nie Tian, calm down first!" The little fat cat's eyes flickered strangely, signaling for Nie Tian to calm down.
But Nie Tian was very excited. How could he remain calm under such circumstances?
If the black-robed swordsman is Xue'er, then why did she become like this?
If the black-robed swordsman is not Xue'er, then who is she? How can she possess the Falling God Sword? How can she have the same voice as Xue'er?
Everything was so weird that Nie Tian couldn't calm down.
"What an arrogant person!" At this moment, Lian Wuyi felt provoked, and with a roar, his figure suddenly jumped up, and stabbed down with a sword. Immediately, infinite sword intent roared out, turning into a sword shadow.
, pressing down crazily towards the black-robed swordsman.
"You are too weak." The black-robed swordsman faced Lian Wuyi and struck out with his sword, but his reaction was very dull, even contemptuous. He sneered and stabbed out with his sword, and a sword intent as red as blood appeared.
It actually turned into a huge red cloud in the sky, just like the setting sun falling, reflecting the sky and the earth in red.
When Lian Wuyi's sword shadow touched the huge red burial, it was unable to withstand the terrifying power contained in the red burial and directly shattered.
"Ah!" The next moment, a sharp cry sounded, and the dancing figure flew backwards, but did not suffer any damage. After retreating for several thousand meters, it stabilized in mid-air.
Lian Wuyi froze on the spot in shock, and didn't react for a long time.
"What, what's going on?" The crowd was also stunned, looking at it with horrified faces and weird eyes.
Lian Wuyi was known as the number one evildoer in Shenwu Sword Tower, but he was defeated by someone with a sword. This result was too unexpected.
What's even weirder is that the person who took action is also a female swordsman, whose strength is far above that of the dancer.
Everyone can see that the black-robed swordsman has not tried his best. If the black-robed swordsman were willing, Lian Wuyi would already be a corpse at this moment.
It seemed that the black-robed swordsman did not want to kill Lian Wuyi, and did not even injure the latter.
"She, she is at the peak of swordsmanship and martial arts!" At this time, someone saw the clues and screamed strangely, with a look of horror on his face.
The strength of the black-robed swordsman is not high, but his swordsmanship has reached the peak of swordsmanship and martial arts!
The peak sword and martial arts fusion, except for the legendary swordsmen, is the pinnacle of divine swordsmanship. In the entire nine realms, there are only two swordsmen who can reach the peak sword and martial arts fusion.
How old is this black-robed warrior? How could he possibly be at the peak of swordsmanship and martial arts?
You know, even a famous swordsman like Onimu Kuangsha is just a combination of high-level swordsmanship and martial arts.
"She is really Xue'er?" Nie Tian's eyes trembled. He could not sense the true aura of the black-robed swordsman, but the latter's swordsmanship was too terrifying. With such a terrifying talent in swordsmanship, other than Xue'er,
Nie Tian couldn't think of a second person.
"Why don't you kill me?" At this time, Lian Wuyi came to his senses and asked with a frightened look on his face as he looked at the black-robed swordsman.
"Because you are too weak and not qualified to die by my sword." The black-robed swordsman said coldly, standing there like an iceberg.
"You"'s little face turned red when she was practicing dancing, but she was speechless.
Compared with the black-robed swordsman, she is indeed too weak.
The black-robed swordsman stopped talking nonsense and turned around to leave, but as soon as she took a few steps, a figure blocked her face.
"Get out of the way!" The black-robed swordsman looked at the silver-haired figure in front of him and spoke coldly, with a very cold attitude.
The person blocking the black-robed swordsman at this time was none other than Nie Tian.
"Who are you?" Nie Tian said solemnly, the holographic divine patterns running wildly, but he was unable to break through the black-robed warrior's mental defense and could not truly feel the latter's aura.
"I say it again, get out of the way!" The black-robed swordsman's voice became even colder, and undisguised murderous intent surged through his body.
This is a kind of momentum, a kind of momentum that kills gods and Buddhas when they block them!
"Huh?" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly and his face couldn't help but change. He had been with Xue'er for a long time and knew the latter very well. He would never show such an aura.
When Xueer is angry, she can be very domineering, but it is a domineering aura rather than a strong murderous aura.
"Let me ask you again, who are you?" Nie Tian said coldly without giving in.
"You are stubborn and seeking death!" The black-robed swordsman suddenly became cold, and a wave of sword intent surged out of his body. It was not huge, but it was extremely fast. It condensed into a sharp blade and struck and killed Nie Tian.
Nie Tian reacted very quickly and turned sideways, barely avoiding the sharp frontal attack, but a dazzling blood mark was left on his neck.
The black-robed swordsman's sword intent was so cold and killing that if Nie Tian was an ordinary high-ranking divine warrior, he would definitely die.
Fortunately, his reaction was quick enough and his martial arts was strong enough, so he avoided a murderous attempt.
"Eh!" After failing to kill Nie Tian, the black-robed swordsman couldn't help but wonder, and said: "Your strength is beyond my expectation. It seems that I underestimated you."
Nie Tian frowned, and the blood marks on his neck healed instantly. He looked at the black-robed swordsman and asked again: "Who are you? Why is there the Fallen God Sword on your body?"
"My name is Xue Ling." The black-robed swordsman seemed to hesitate for a moment, then finally said a name, then turned and left.
"Xue Ling?" Upon hearing this name, Nie Tian froze on the spot, his eyes trembling.
What is the relationship between Xueling and Xueer? Are they the same person?