The God Kings dispersed in a hurry, and two figures slowly came towards He Xie's location.
They seemed slow and slow, but their speed was extremely fast. They were still in the sky a few breaths ago, but they were in front of He Xie in the blink of an eye.
He Xie looked serious and looked at the person coming.
One of them was riding on a fierce-looking white horse, wearing a bronze battle suit and holding a bronze bone spear. His bronze skin was like steel, full of explosive power. His face was cold, and he looked at He Xie coldly, like
It's looking at a dead person.
He is one of the seven ancient kings of the fifth realm—Songtsen Deb.
Although this terrifying ancient king has been sealed for ten thousand years, he still has the cultivation level of the early stage of heaven. Even the white horse under his crotch is also a demon horse of heaven level!
But standing next to Songtsan Deb was He Xie's old acquaintance - Nangong Yin.
This person was looking at Chen Nan with eyes full of murderous intent, a sneer on his face.
"Chen Nan, we meet again." He glared at He Xie fiercely, staring greedily at the Dao sword in He Xie's hand, and said with great jealousy: "I didn't expect you to reach the realm of the God Emperor one step ahead of me. God is really
It’s unfair…”
brush!
He Xie said nothing and struck out with his sword.
He and Nangong Yin had already fallen out and fought more than once, so there was nothing left to say.
To He Xie, this was just a giant baby who had gained great power but failed to keep up with his character. It was only a matter of time before he killed Nangong Yin. He was not interested in wasting words with a person who was destined to die.
A simple sword without any ripples.
Nangong Yin, who had not been seen for a long time, now has the peak cultivation level of the God King. Such speed of cultivation is considered astonishing to ordinary eyes. This is also the confidence that he dares to appear in front of He Xie again.
Although he was a God King, his vision was limited and he could not see the power of He Xie's sword. He calmly used a golden spear to block it, and there was a hint of viciousness and cunning in his eyes, as if he was confident that he could let it go.
He Xie suffered a hidden loss.
The next moment, guns and swords clashed.
The golden spear that Nangong Yin had high hopes for began to weather almost the moment it touched the Dao sword.
Nangong Yin's expression changed drastically in an instant, and he let go of his spear and flew back without thinking, but it was too late.
The astonishing sword energy was transmitted from the golden spear to Nangong Yin's body in an instant. His body was suddenly covered with cracks like a porcelain doll. It only lasted for less than a breath before it burst into pieces and exploded into minced flesh.
, blood rained down.
The golden spear was completely shattered at the same time, and a stream of miserable green gas escaped in the void, emitting an extremely fishy smell.
He Xie raised his eyebrows and blew out a breath, immediately blowing away the green gas.
With his current eyesight, he could tell at a glance that this green gas was a curse. If it entered his body, he would suffer a lot even if he had the power.
Nangong Yin was really hard to guard against. If he hadn't underestimated the sword in He Xie's hands, he might have actually plotted against him.
Buzz!
Tens of feet away, Nangong Yin's physical body was reorganized, his face was still full of horror, and his breath was quite sluggish.
"Chen Nan!" He screamed, his face distorted, his eyes full of hatred, he pointed at He Xie and screamed: "I will kill you!"
The cursed energy was exchanged by him through the system. Even the powerful people at the heaven level were affected by it, so it was naturally worth a lot of money.
And under the Dao sword, his soul was almost wiped out, and he spent another life-saving trump card.
His previous accumulation was already very little, which made him angry and afraid, and he no longer dared to come forward.
A hint of sarcasm flashed in He Xie's eyes: "Don't worry, the next time I see you is when you die."
He Xie was not surprised that Nangong Yin failed to be stabbed to death by a sword, but he also guessed that Nangong Yin might not have many trump cards.
He Xie's eyes fell on Songtsan Deb.
This ancient king watched the scene with indifference from beginning to end, showing no intention of intervening.
For him, Nangong Yin led him to find He Xie, and it was useless. Whether he was alive or dead, it had nothing to do with him.
However, when he saw the sword in He Xie's hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, flashing with heat.
When Nangong Yin reorganized his physical body, he was also a little surprised.
"Are you here to kill me?" He Xie asked calmly.
Songtsan Deb looked He Xie up and down and said coldly: "I sensed the aura of that broken world from this sword. It has been completed by you and refined into this sword."
He didn't give He Xie a chance to defend, but nodded matter-of-factly: "That's fine. Back then, when we killed Cang Tian and sealed Huang Tian, someone promised us that he would give us the world as a reward."
"Ten thousand years have passed, the broken world has been completed, and it has been sacrificed and refined into a heaven-defying totem. The extra money should be regarded as ten thousand years of interest."
He was talking to himself, as if the sword belonged to him.
He Xie smiled: "So, you are here to steal my sword?"
"You have to die too." Songtsen Deb said seriously, "It will be very troublesome for people like you to grow up."
"Very good." He Xie sighed and flicked his sword with his fingers.
The sword clanked.
"The Dao Sword was born, and we are in need of a powerful man to sacrifice it with blood. I would be very grateful if you could take the initiative to send it to me." He said leisurely.
Songtsen Deb also laughed, and he smiled very ferociously: "I'm afraid you don't know that the martial arts in our world are specially designed to restrain you, otherwise how could you be so shameless?"
Boom!
Before he finished speaking, he took action.
A spear was thrust towards He Xie.
when!
He Xie raised his sword to block it, and the tip of the grass instantly shattered.
Songtsan Deb was suddenly stunned.
This was a scene that he never expected. This peerless weapon that had once killed the sky would be shattered so easily.
He was stunned, but He Xie was not stunned.
brush!
He Xie took advantage of the situation and slashed, and the sword blade immediately passed through Songtsen Deb's body, splitting him in half.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Amidst Songtsen Deb's screams, countless long swords swarmed out from the sword world and struck Songtsen Deb's body with clatter, but they were like rain on banana trees and could not even pierce his skin.
He Xie frowned immediately.
He saw that it was not how powerful Songtsen Deb's body was, but that as soon as these long swords touched the ancient king's body, the power contained in the swords was instantly absorbed by Songtsen Deb.
As a result, when the long sword that lost its driving force finally fell on Songtsen Deb, it was like raindrops hitting a person, without any threat.
He Xie frowned and slashed through the space with his sword. Suddenly, a hole opened in the space, and the sword rain from the sky instantly fell into it and disappeared.
"Uh ah... Damn it!" Songtsan Deb quickly reorganized his physical body. He was no longer as cold and calm as before, and was completely angry.