Heaven Devouring Sword Lord

It was an ethereal voice that came from the heavens. It was hidden in the darkness, and its age was sinister, as if it was the cry of a ten-thousand-year-old old ghost.

"Yes …" "Who is it?"

"Who's talking?"

"Could it be... Could it be that this invisible barrier was set up by him? "

The tens of thousands of citizens of Broken Sword Kingdom were all terrified. When they thought about the terrifying consequences, their hearts were all filled with extreme fear.

But the owner of the voice didn't seem to appear, it was a young man. The young man ignored them and flew towards the Broken Sword Kingdom, finally landing one hundred meters away from Ye Tian.

This was a young man dressed in a blood-colored robe. His age definitely did not exceed half a hundred, but his strength had actually reached the level of Perfection of stepping into the Dao. Furthermore, the aura he emitted, was far stronger than that of an ordinary lustrous Realm cultivator.

This person was a genius, a genius with outstanding talent. He was a youth who had battled against opponents of several small realms above him.

The mysterious person who called himself old man and had a hoarse voice was actually a young man? This made Ye Tian feel that this matter was a little strange.

According to Ye Tian's conjecture, although this person's Perfection of stepping into the Dao was strong, his fighting strength should be at the middle stage of the lustrous Realm. The middle stage of the lustrous Realm, was only between the fourth and sixth stage of the lustrous Realm.

With this level of terrifying battle power, even if the Great Circle of Roulette's void body were to come, there would only be death in the end, and it would be difficult to fight back.

"Little brother, I'm already here, yet you're still torturing this piece of trash. Have you not thought of giving me some face?" The blood-robed youth smiled and said. His face was extremely pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. There wasn't a hint of blood on his face, and it was a bit creepy.

At this moment, the young man in the blood-red robe grinned, revealing his sharp teeth. The feeling he gave off was that he was evil and dangerous, as if those sharp teeth of his were used to suck blood.

He really was standing three hundred meters away from Ye Tian, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Oh? Who are you? From the looks of it, you don't seem to want to beg. " Ye Tian looked at this person coldly as he had a guess in his heart, but he still deliberately asked this question.

"Who I am isn't important. I just feel that you can kill this trash right now. Hearing his shout makes me feel disgusted and makes my ears feel very uncomfortable." The blood-robed young man's voice was cold, as if he was extremely disgusted with Battle-King.

However, Ye Tian ignored him, and continued to use the nameless sword to slowly devour the remaining body parts of the Battle-King, making him feel extremely painful.

"Master, master save me, ah …" When Battle-King asked for help, she felt that her body was in extreme pain and she could not help but let out a miserable scream.

"You are not worthy to be my disciple." The blood-robed young man looked at Battle-King coldly, the expression on his face extremely cold and indifferent.

Seeing the two of them like this, Ye Tian no longer had the interest to punish Battle-King. He suddenly increased the power of her nameless sword's devouring, and instantly devoured all of its life essence, flesh, and soul, leaving him with only a skeleton.

Whoosh!

A gentle breeze blew past, blowing the bones of the Battle-King into a pile of dust and sending them flying in all directions.

The overweeningly arrogant Battle-King had completely disappeared from the world, not even his soul and physical body were left.

From the very start, he had been hiding in the sky, concealing his presence with a secret treasure, and watching the battle between Ye Tian and the Battle-King from the shadows. Back then, he had an estimation of Ye Tian's fighting strength, but in the end he felt that Ye Tian had hidden too much power, after all, every time he attacked, it was always in a casual manner, not strenuous at all.

However, these were not what the blood-robed young man was surprised about. What was even more surprising was the scene of Ye Tian using a nameless sword to casually devour a living person as large as the Battle-King.

This kind of terrifying technique was far more powerful than his.

"Your sword... "Not simple, I'll take it!" The blood-robed young man's emotions did not waver because Battle-King was killed. He only looked greedily at the pitch-black nameless sword that had just been retracted from Ye Tian's hands.

Ye Tian was slightly taken aback, and sneered in his heart.

"I'm afraid you don't have that kind of ability!"

Hearing Ye Tian's disdainful words and calm eyes, the blood robed youth's face changed from a smile to an ice-cold killing intent.

"Since that's the case, then let me see just how powerful you are. To actually boast like that to me, in the end, you are merely a brat with Roulette. "

Swish!

The young man in the blood-red robe moved at an extremely fast speed. Only an afterimage remained where he stood.

"Minor Teleportation!" The moment Ye Tian saw the blood-robed youth disappear, he immediately used his Minor Teleportation Technique.

Boom! *

From where Ye Tian was originally standing, a blood coffin appeared, smashing a deep crater that was several tens of meters deep into the ground. A blood mist rose up from the ground, and the blood coffin was once again carried by the blood-robed youth.

"Good kid, I want to see how you'll use the Void Arcane Art this time."

After the blood-robed young man appeared, waves after waves of blood mist emerged from the opened blood coffin in one corner, spreading in all directions with a speed that was difficult to describe. Ye Tian originally wanted to use the Minor Teleportation Technique, but he realized that his body was covered in the blood mist. The speed at which the blood fog was spreading was too fast. It had unknowingly filled a three hundred meter radius around it, sealing off the surrounding space.

There was a pungent smell of blood coming out from the blood mist. The blood mist had the effect of slowing down and corroding the area. It could even seal up space. It was simply a great support during a battle.

Now that he was being used, Ye Tian was in deep trouble. Ye Tian realised that he was no longer able to execute the Minor Teleportation Technique, and his movements were also restricted by a strong force, as if he was trapped in a swamp.

Fortunately, Ye Tian's fighting strength was heaven defying, and he had the help of the nameless sword. If it was any other ordinary lustrous Realm cultivator, they would have had to fend off the terrifying corrosive force of the blood mist, and be unable to move even an inch in the blood mist.

"What a powerful secret treasure. I will take this blood coffin!" When Ye Tian felt the terrifying power of the blood coffin, his heart moved.

Ye Tian had merely a tiny Roulette, with the power of a Battle Weapon, he would probably lose in a fight with him. Now, he was spouting nonsense, wanting to snatch away his Battle Weapon, was simply wishful thinking.

"Hahaha... "You still dare to say such shameless words even when you're about to die? Die! That treasured sword is simply a waste in your hands. Only in my hands can it display the power that it should have." The killing intent in the blood-robed young man's eyes became even stronger. Not wanting to waste time talking with Ye Tian, he wrapped his arms around a blood coffin that was bigger than himself and violently smashed towards Ye Tian.

The strength of the blood-robed young man was far from what Battle-King could compare to, far beyond what he was capable of. He was embracing the blood coffin, and the blood light was boiling as it rushed through the blood mist.

"I only need one move to kill you, but before Elder Chu arrives, I can't reveal all of my strength. There are people behind you, and there are people behind me as well. Ye Tian felt an indescribable fear in his heart. He knew that this feeling did not come from the blood-robed youth in front of him, but from the old man who was hiding in the darkness and looked as if he had been crying for thousands of years.