C1217 Yin to Death
C1217 Yin to Death
After the sword radiance penetrated his body, its power did not diminish at all. Like eight long nails, it pierced Jian Nantian's body straight down to the ground.
"I refuse to accept this!"
Jian Nantian roared.
Blood stained his mouth, and his teeth were stained red. At this moment, his expression looked like that of a mad devil, and was exceptionally ferocious.
A blinding white light emerged from his chest.
Within the white light, the shape of a small sword could be faintly seen as it was trying its best to condense.
The reason why he was trying so hard was because Jian Nantian was heavily injured and his life force was rapidly flowing out.
It would be far more difficult for him to unleash any divine abilities now than it had been in the past.
This was just like how Cui Derong didn't have enough spiritual energy to use his body at that time.
However, with the support of a wave of anger, Jian Nantian was able to gradually condense the sacred art.
The small sword became more and more clear and dazzling. It was about to cut out from the white light.
The surrounding space seemed to have been frozen in place at this moment.
It was like before a thunderstorm in midsummer, even the air had a depressing scent.
"Chu Yan, there's no other way, just wait for me to kill you!
I will tear this entire swamp into pieces, I don't believe that you can still hide! "
Jian Nantian's eyes were wide open, filled with endless hatred and hatred.
He had never suffered such humiliation before.
The small sword became more and more refined.
The powerful rays of light continued to slash in all directions.
"Just a bit more, just a bit more!"
Jian Nan Tian stared at the top of his chest, the corners of his mouth raised to form a sinister smile.
But just at this moment, a hint of white suddenly appeared in the air in front of his eyes.
This white light was different from the white of the sword energy.
It was like snow, like ice.
And it carried a chill that was unique to ice and snow.
"What is this?"
Jian Nantian was surprised. He saw the snow falling towards him.
Amidst the flying snow, the ice awl was like a spear, piercing straight towards the small sword that was about to be condensed.
"No!"
Jian Nantian let out a loud roar of grief and indignation.
As long as he waited another three to five breaths, once this small sword was formed, unless a second stage celestial mood stage cultivator took action, she would definitely not be able to stop it.
But now, because he was lacking so little, at the last moment, all his efforts were in vain.
What made it even harder for Jian Nan Tian to understand was where did this snow come from?
It was as if he had appeared out of thin air.
Just as he was flustered and exasperated, a streak of lightning followed closely behind.
Lightning interweaved to form an inescapable net that immediately enveloped him.
Tzzzzzzzzzzzzz!
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Jian Nan Tian's skin and flesh exploded, his spirit energy was in disarray, and he screamed out in pain.
The intense pain accelerated his thoughts.
In his mind, he could not help but recall all of the strange actions Chu Yan did while he was in midair.
First was the crystal clear long spear, then the long blade that exploded with lightning, and finally, the shield of fire …
Thinking of this, Jian Nantian felt a scorching air current rush towards him.
He raised his head and looked at the flames that were falling toward him like a meteor. A look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.
Just what was going on!?
Why was the order the same as the one Chu Yan displayed in midair?
Jian Nantian remembered that he felt it was very strange.
Because Chu Yan had used it in the air, but there was no reaction at all.
The spear did not trigger the snow, the saber did not explode with lightning, and the heavy shield did not ignite a flame.
But now, all of these things had appeared.
In his unconsciousness, Jian Nan Tian had a feeling that these things, were just like Chu Yan, who made time freeze, then wait for this moment, and then let them out in sequence.
"But …" "How is this possible …"
When Jian Nan Tian was blown up into the air, he was still muttering to himself.
But reality immediately told him that this was the truth.
The image of the Gale Fist appeared before him in the blink of an eye.
The explosion of the Raging Dragon disk made the blood arrows all over Jian Nantian's body rush out like long grass.
The Thousand Dragons Destruction Army had shattered his ribs, and his chest had caved in deeply.
In the next moment, the Divine Wind Thunder God appeared, creating another large hole in Jian Nantian's chest.
Jian Nan Tian revealed a wry smile.
It seemed that he had really screwed up this time.
He could already tell by now.
At this moment, every movement on his body, whether it was martial skills or techniques, their sequence was exactly the same as Chu Yan's practice in the air.
His level was clearly much higher than his opponent's.
With his strength, if he were to fight head on, it would absolutely be a crushing defeat.
However, he didn't expect that the opposite party would discover him in advance for some reason.
After that, he hadn't thought that the other party could actually control time.
No wonder the other party had the guts to snatch the cadaveric nucleus from his hands.
So it turned out that his confidence was not only limited to having a helper in the celestial mood stage.
He was still too careless.
He had been deceived by the opponent's Earth Origin Stage realm.
Although the skin on his entire body was torn apart and there was not a single piece of intact flesh to be seen, Jian Nantian had still gathered the last bit of spirit energy in his body.
He wanted to spread the news of his death.
He had to let others know that he was already dead.
What's more, he had to let others know who killed him.
On the palm of his hand, a touch of light emerged from the Message Talisman.
The news was about to spread out.
Swish!
A flash of a blade suddenly appeared.
Not only did it cut off Jian Nantian's hand, but it also cut off his last sliver of hope.
Raising his eyelids, Jian Nan Tian saw Chu Yan's expressionless face.
"This time it's the real body." Chu Yan said.
As the sound of his voice faded, Zhan Yan chopped down Jian Nantian's head off with a 'shua' sound.
The great celestial mood stage, from start to finish, had not been able to make an effective counterattack, and had been deceived by Chu Yan to death.
This point could be seen from the depressed expression on Jian Nantian's face at the end.
Originally, it should have been him suppressing Chu Yan.
But in the end, he didn't even have the chance to show off.
It was even possible that Chu Yan did not even need to make up for it in the end and would not even need to throw Jian Nan Tian here.
When Jian Nantian died, the surrounding spiritual energy turned into a rain of spiritual energy and fell down.
Naturally, Chu Yan would not waste this Spiritual Qi.
The spiritual energy that the second stage of the celestial mood stage gave him was also a large amount of wealth.
Not to mention that this wealth had been exchanged for at a great price.
The range of the Spirit Qi was large, Chu Yan had no way to condense it and take it away, so at that moment, he could only sit cross-legged and start absorbing it.
As for the materials scattered on the ground, there was only Jian Nantian's corpse left. There was no time to ask about it right now.
However, all these things were right before his eyes, Chu Yan was not worried about losing them.
Whether it was the materials or Jian Nantian's corpse, they would naturally not take the initiative to run away.
However, at dawn, the huge commotion in the swamp still attracted some people's attention.
After more than an hour, when the sky was already bright, two Spirit Boat flew over from the distance.