Under Yan Nanzhi's extremely domineering palm power, not to mention such a dagger, even a divine sword can be shattered with one palm.
But the strange thing is that the dagger stabbed from the side, and in the flash of lightning, it had already hit Yan Nanzhi's palm.
At this moment, Yan Nanzhi's expression turned into one of horror.
He felt an extremely powerful force coming straight from the dagger, and he couldn't help but retreat quickly.
As soon as he flew back, he was ten meters away, and then he stepped firmly on the ground.
With a surprised expression on his face, he looked forward.
When he showed up before, except for Lin Tianyou, two weapon spirits and a woman with poor strength, he didn't feel anyone else.
But now, he was stabbed in the palm of his hand with an ordinary dagger. He had never experienced this feeling in a thousand years.
The moment the Silver Light Sword Spirit took action against Yan Nanzhi, he was already in despair. For a middle-ranking ghost and god, he could still fight.
But when faced with powerful ghosts and gods, he had no room to fight back.
What's more, the man in front of me is not just an ordinary high-ranking ghost.
He is a super master who has reached the fourth level.
Under this palm, it would be difficult to save the master's life in his current state.
But in the flash of lightning, that palm did not come out.
He couldn't help but feel strange.
His eyes glanced to the side, only to find a handsome young figure standing next to him.
This young man held a sword in one hand and looked very cold.
"Um?"
The Silver Light Sword Spirit's face was full of surprise and uncertainty, his pupils narrowed slightly.
Could it be said that it was the Soul Hunting Emperor who saved him?
But why did this guy save him?
Apparently he was still there pretending to be injured and scheming with his master.
Now your conscience has discovered it?
"You, why did you save me?"
Silver Light Sword Spirit asked with doubts.
"I saved you because I wanted to give the Dragon Emperor and Ghost Emperor face.
If it weren't for his face, would I care if you were dead or alive?
Get out of the way now, you will only get in the way!"
The Soul Hunting Emperor said with great arrogance.
His words were full of disdain for the Silver Sword Spirit.
Silver Light Sword Spirit's heart was beating wildly. Is this guy taking action to give face to the Dragon Emperor and Ghost Emperor?
Could it be that he no longer plans to scheming with Lin Tianyou?
"What are you still doing standing here? Get out of here!"
When the Soul Hunting Emperor saw the Silver Sword Spirit standing there motionless, he stepped up his scolding tone.
"Okay, I'll leave now!"
Being humiliated like this, Silver Sword Spirit was not angry.
On the contrary, he was very happy.
Today's situation was originally very pessimistic.
But with the Soul Hunting Emperor taking action, everything would be easy to worry about.
As long as the master is fine, no matter how badly he is scolded, he is still willing!
At that moment, without any further hesitation, the Silver Light Sword Spirit put away its sword and quickly retreated to Lin Tianyou's side.
He believed that the most powerful man under the skin of the Soul Hunter Emperor would be able to deal with the second general under Xuan Ming.
The expression on Yan Nanzhi's face was very stiff, his beautiful eyes were focused, and his voice was full of fear, and he said:
"who are you?"
He glanced at the Soul Hunter Emperor for a long time, and found that the opponent's strength was about the level of a high-ranking ghost or god in the first level.
But the prehistoric age was only about a hundred years old.
At this age, he has reached the realm of high-level ghosts and gods. Even if he is described as a genius, it is a bit inaccurate.
Because even geniuses can't do this.
He looked down at the palm of his hand again. It was scarlet and the blood had been stopped by his soul power.
But the wound was still very irritating.
"Who am I? Even your master is not qualified to ask, but you, a mere lackey, do you deserve to know?"
The Soul Hunter Emperor slowly came to Yan Nanzhi, swinging the dagger in his hand with strong killing intent.
"Now, I'm going to kill you, this lackey, so that you can know the consequences of offending the Dragon Emperor and the Ghost Emperor!"
The Silver Light Sword Spirit, who retreated behind, felt a move in his heart.
He could hear the anger in the Soul Hunter Emperor's words.
It was as if someone had offended the Dragon Emperor and the Ghost Emperor, which made the Soul Hunter Emperor very unhappy.
He really doesn't understand now, what happened to the Soul Hunting Emperor to defend his master like this?
The silver sword spirit lowered his head and glanced at his master.
At this moment, the master is meditating and digesting the spirit beads.
It seems that he is very relieved to leave the scene to the Soul Hunter Emperor.
No worries at all.
The Silver Light Sword Spirit finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Even the master trusts the Soul Hunter Emperor so much, so what does he have to worry about?
"Ha ha!"
Yan Nanzhi suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, the sound shaking everywhere.
It's a pity that his voice is too feminine, otherwise, he must be very domineering.
But even the girlish laughter still made the air tremble.
The huge soul power was so powerful that the ground shook.
The eyes of everyone watching the battle from a distance were full of panic.
They knew that Yan Nanzhi was angry, and if the second general was angry, the consequences would be disastrous.
"I don't know who you are, but your arrogance and arrogance are the most thoroughgoing person I have encountered in this thousand years.
It's just that I don't understand, where did you get the confidence to speak to me like this?
Was it the sword that struck me just now that made you so arrogant?
That sword strike you just made was just the result of me not being on guard. If I had been a little on guard, you wouldn't have been able to get even three meters closer to me, not to mention hurting the palm of my hand!"
After Yan Nanzhi finished speaking, everyone except the Soul Hunter Emperor became nervous again.
Rong Feifei, in particular, was extremely worried about the Soul Hunter Emperor at the moment.
Although she didn't like the small-bellied appearance of the Soul Hunter Emperor, after all, after spending so many days together, she already regarded the Soul Hunter Emperor as her companion.
If it is true as Yan Nanzhi said, the Soul Hunting Emperor cannot even get within three meters of him, what should we do?
"Oh? You can't even enter three meters?"
The Soul Hunting Emperor had an indifferent expression. He raised the dagger in his hand and said jokingly:
"The sword that struck you just now was caused by this dagger.
It looks like this is a medium-grade short sword.
But if your eyes are not blind, you should be able to see that this dagger has a lot of cracks.
So, I can still stab your palm, do you think it will be difficult for me to do it within three meters of you?"
"What?"
As soon as the Soul Hunter Emperor said these words, Yan Nanzhi was immediately shocked.
He really hadn't noticed the cracks on the dagger before.
At this moment, after hearing what the Soul Hunter Emperor said, he discovered that there were cracks.
If a middle-grade sword has cracks, its quality can no longer maintain its original level.
The dagger currently in the hands of the Soul Hunting Emperor is of inferior quality at best.
A rubbish sword that was left on the street without anyone picking it up stabbed his palm.