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Chapter one hundred and eighty nine death by sword

That was such a pair of resentful eyes. Although the pupils were dull due to the cut-off of vitality, they were mixed with all negative emotions, viciousness, resentment, sorrow and unwillingness.

Even Ye Hen, who was used to being cursed, had a cold heart after colliding with Canjian's almost substantial gaze, and temporarily slowed down the attack rhythm.

The lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the broken sword is now powerless, he is still a generation of sword saint who has been in power for most of his life. Even under the great pressure of the killing god Nie Li, he has never lowered his noble head, let alone become a lamb to be slaughtered in the hands of an unknown junior?

"Why did you stop? Don't you want to eradicate the roots once and for all? This should not be your style of conduct?" The sorrow is no more than death. The bank sword looked at the black shadow that was completely dead. The voice did not contain any human emotions, just like a terrifying sound from hell: "Although I disdain your character, I have to admit that you are indeed the most unreasonable opponent I have ever encountered in my life. Not only did I learnt to play Nie Li

It is a trick, and it also possesses various strange tricks. More importantly, you are young but so cruel and ruthless. In order to achieve your goal, you even do not hesitate to harm thousands of lives to achieve your goals. Compared to Nie Li, who is known as the "God of Killing", the people he has killed in his life may not be as good as those who died innocently because of you last night... Hearing Canjian's comments on him, although Ye Hen was secretly funny, he could not deny this fact for a while.

Indeed, just last night, tens of thousands of players, including the players who abused the sky and the earth, died tragically because of Ye Hen, but don’t forget. NPC and monsters died and completely disappeared from the world. But players have infinite lives, and they can only lose one level if they die once. Ye Hen can’t find any guilt at all.

However, he would never explain to an NPC that something like death resurrection or something like that is. Wouldn't that make yourself feel uncomfortable?

Canjian looked like earth, raised his eyes and stared at the blade of good and evil in Ye Hen's hand, and continued, "There is a question. I have always wanted to ask you, didn't Nie Li always like to use the "promote good and punish evil" to show himself to others the image of a great hero who cares about the country and the people to save the people? How could he teach this close-fitting dagger and his own unique skills to you, a madman who is not inferior to me in killing. This is definitely not his usual style... I am very confused. Did Nie Li take a look at it, or did these things be obtained by you using improper means?"

In the Lingtian Empire, ordinary NPC residents may be blinded by the rumors fabricated. But as the broken sword standing at the top of the pyramid, he certainly knew all the truth, and even the original action of smearing and splashing water, he had a share.

Although he did not appreciate Nie's style of conduct, it was the fact that anyone with discerning eyes had his own scale in his heart.

“This is important to you?”

"Yes. It's very important. You can treat him as the last wish of the dying person. As long as you fulfill this wish, I will not bother you again."

"What if I choose not to answer, what will happen?" As he said that, Ye Hen subconsciously took a few steps back and stared at the broken sword that was coldly looking at him.

"Hmph, I think it's very likely that your kid secretly killed Nie Li and did something to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors?" Can Jian sneered and said, "From your personality, this is indeed possible. Of course, whether it's Nie Li who took a look or you kid who cheated him and then seized weapons and skills, it's all the sadness of the old man. Haha, I haven't laughed so happily for a long time. I remember the last time I was so happy, it was when the news of Nie Li's wife and daughter died in Loulan City came back? Hehe... useless things, even my own

Even my wife and children cannot be kept, so why are you pretending to be a great hero? I just can't stand his savior's virtue, so I will willingly serve Ling Ao, the debauchery king for twenty years, in order to replace Nie Li's position, become Ling Tian's recognized strongest master, enjoy the respect of thousands of people, and seize all the glory that should belong to him. Facts have proved that I did it. In these twenty years, almost no Ling Tianren mentioned him again, and few civilians still remember him. Everyone knows that I am Ling Tian's guardian god, a god-like existence, haha..."

The sword smiled with hatred, as if it was crazy, and the white hair was messy like dry grass. With his large-scale movement of laughter, the white hair would occasionally cover his turbid pupils, but could not block the hatred look.

However, his embarrassing look did not get Ye Hen's sympathy, "Okay, your imagination is indeed very rich, and you also bully your master and destroy your ancestors... Let me tell you, Nie Li has never seen anything. The one who missed it was you stupid guy. When did I say that I was the successor of Nie Li? You are the one who insisted on guessing and thinking about it, and biting this joke, I advise you not to compete with others in this life, always use the twenty years of disappearance to show how glorious and aloof you are. I said to how inferior you are?"

As he said that, the contempt in Ye Hen's eyes became stronger and stronger. He had never thought of venting a verbal dispute with the dead old man in front of him. However, it would be fine if the old man slandered Nie Li and himself, but he even used the loss of his wife and daughter as a laughing stock. This made Ye Hen unable to accept it. If he didn't speak sarcastic, he would feel sorry for the infatuated woman Fu Qiuhong who had been waiting for twenty years in Naiheqiao.

Sure enough, when I heard Ye Hen's words, Canjian's crazy laughter suddenly stopped, and the canyon suddenly became silent, "Okay, I was still thinking of you, a genius, but I was still young but had a deep scheming, so I can say that I had made no choice. It would be a pity for such a pride of heaven to die early, and it was a bit of compassion for you, but since you must seek death, I will fulfill you."

After saying that, the Canjian smiled grimly, and his palms suddenly flipped up, as if he was about to strike out the Cloud Palm. The more than 60 years of skill in his body were mobilized, and even the skills that were contaminated by the blood of the real dragon began to circulate wildly in his body.

A huge transparent aperture enveloped Canjian's body like a water curtain. At this moment, all the skills that Canjian's hard work in his life were activated. Standing at Ye Hen's angle, you can even see that the white transparent aperture was still flowing with a purple airflow, just like a surging spring, gushing out with sixty years of skill.

"One day twenty years ago, I heard that Nie Li created a unique skill that could change the color of heaven and earth and instantly destroyed a large-scale palace. I immediately made up my mind to create a unique trick that could compete with him. Unfortunately, if I don't get promoted to the spirit level, I can't understand the mystery of that level at all. No matter how hard I work hard to participate in the research, the most considerable killer move is the flying immortal from the sky. Although this move is easy to attack the enemy, it lacks the ability to destroy the world.

I have been worried about this for twenty years, and it was not until not long ago that I suddenly figured it out..." The Jian Jian condensed his lifelong skills and said to himself with a distorted face: "If you want to use that level of trick, you must be promoted to a spirit-level powerhouse. Although I am not a spirit-level powerhouse, my life-long skills in my body are enough to surpass the power of any spirit-level powerhouse. If you can personally perform such a move in your lifetime, I will finally not live in vain. To die, the sword is there, the sword is there, and the sword is dead!"
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