Chapter 1192 Heavenly Star Guardian

The young man suddenly rushed out, and his deep roar resounded like thunder. His whole body was filled with anger, and it seemed as if flames were surging all over his body, burning the surrounding air.

"Fire attribute sword intent!" The crowd's eyes trembled slightly, and they immediately recognized that this young man was also a swordsman, and his sword intent was of fire attribute, and the power of the sword intent was still very terrifying.

"This is..." At this time, Nie Tian saw the flame sword intent on the young man, and his eyes could not help but suddenly stagnate, and his face was slightly stiff.

"The big ant is dead, and another small ant is coming?" At the same time, Yin Zhiwei looked at the young man like a flame with a cold look, and his eyes were surging with undisguised killing coldness.

The crowd felt a sharp killing intent in the space, and they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, knowing that this flame boy was going to die.

Yin Zhiwei was violent and bloodthirsty, how could he let this boy live!

"This kid is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his strength is actually at the second level of the Heavenly Emperor. The flame sword intent on him is also very terrifying. It would be a pity if he died like this." Many people suddenly realized that the strength of the Flame Boy was very terrifying, and they couldn't help but say with regret.

Fifteen or sixteen years old, the strength of the second level of the Heavenly Emperor, and the sword realm reached the sword soul, which is really terrifying.

Nie Tian also noticed this. The boy's sword talent is not inferior to Pu Feifan.

Pu Feifan is only twelve years old now. After another three or four years, he may not have the strength of the Flame Boy.

"Little bastard, your strength and talent are good, but it's a pity that you met me." Yin Zhiwei also noticed the strength of the Flame Boy, and the coldness in his eyes became even stronger. The stronger the latter's talent, the stronger his murderous intention.

Such a boy, if he grows up, it will be terrible!

Yin Zhiwei looked at the Flame Boy and smiled coldly, revealing his murderous intent.

"You killed my second uncle, I want your life!" The flame boy immediately realized that it was the silver-shirted swordsman in front of him who killed his second uncle. Suddenly, the sword intent in his body burst out, and a red flame long sword appeared in his hand. The sword intent burst out all over his body, turning into endless flames, burning in the space.

The crowd around him couldn't bear the scorching of the flames, and they retreated and scattered.

"A little ant dares to be rampant, die!" Yin Zhiwei smiled coldly, and the silver soul sword intent appeared around him, surging in groups, very strange, like a silver ghost.

To kill an ant like the flame boy, he didn't need to draw his sword at all.

"Die!" The next moment, the cold voice fell, and the silver soul sword intent came out again, like a silver blade, flashing cold light, revealing murderous anger, attacking the flame boy.

"Be careful!" The hearts of the crowd suddenly tightened at this moment, and their hearts trembled violently. It was a pity that such a talented boy died tragically.

"I'll kill you!" The flame boy was fearless. The red flame sword stabbed out, and a line of fire appeared. It spread in the air and became a red flame snake, hundreds of meters long, rolling towards Yin Zhiwei.

However, the flame boy was too weak. The red flame snake was directly torn apart by the silver blade. The life-seeking blade attacked and killed the flame boy. The flame boy was immediately in a life-and-death moment.

At the critical moment, a starlight appeared and suddenly appeared, covering the flame boy. A human-shaped starlight shield was formed around him.

"Bang!" When the silver blade fell, there was a muffled sound, but it failed to break the starlight shield.

The flame boy was forced to retreat several steps, but he was intact and not injured.

The crowd was stunned when they saw this scene, and they didn't react for a long time.

"Huh?" Yin Zhiwei's eyes trembled. He didn't expect that someone would take action at this time to block the fatal blow for the flame boy.

"It's you!" The next moment, Yin Zhiwei suddenly turned around, staring at a silver-haired young man, it was Nie Tian!

"It's me, so what?" Nie Tian stepped forward, his figure moved, blocking Yin Zhiwei and the flame boy, and spoke lightly.

Just now, he used the Heavenly Star Guardian to block the silver blade for the flame boy.

Fortunately, he had the Heavenly Star Guardian, otherwise it would be difficult to block Yin Zhiwei's fatal sword.

The defense of the Heavenly Star Guardian is indeed strong enough to resist the attack of the seventh-level swordsman of the Emperor of Heaven!

However, this also consumed the star power that Nie Tian looked at. With his awakened star power now, he can use the Heavenly Star Guardian at most three times.

The flame boy is a very rare sword genius, and Nie Tian really can't bear to see him die tragically.

And more importantly, the sword intent released by the flame boy is the Red Flame Sword Intent!

The Red Flame Sword Intent, this is the sword intent used by Lu Motu, the master of the Red Flame Demon Palace.

Nie Tian had a Red Flame Order in his hand. He had important things to do when he returned to the Heavenly Realm this time. He even guessed that Lu Motu might know his life experience.

The Flame Boy possessed the Red Flame Sword Intention. Nie Tian guessed that this boy was very likely related to the destroyed Red Flame Demon Palace!

This was another reason why he rescued people.

"Boy, you can block my sword, which is very good. It seems that there will be a somewhat interesting killing today." Yin Zhiwei raised the corners of his mouth gloomily, and spoke with a playful look.

In his opinion, killing is completely a game. The killing game just now was too boring, and the opponent was completely vulnerable.

The appearance of Nie Tian made this game a little interesting.

At this time, the eyes of the crowd shifted from the Flame Boy to Nie Tian, ​​and their eyes were all surprised.

Nie Tian's rescue at this time was simply a suicidal act. Yin Zhiwei killed people without blinking an eye and didn't care about killing one more person.

"Yin Zhiwei, right?" Nie Tian's face was as calm as water, without any ripples, and he said lightly: "Yin Gucheng was not so arrogant back then. It seems that your Yin family is getting more arrogant with each generation."

"Huh?" Hearing Nie Tian suddenly mention the name of Yin Gucheng, Yin Zhiwei's eyes trembled violently, because Yin Gucheng was his father!

"Stinky boy, do you think you can call my father's name?" Yin Zhiwei roared, releasing the murderous intent in his body, condensing into rolling pressure, and enveloped Nie Tian.

"Sir, be careful!" Han Ling couldn't help but screamed when he saw this scene, his face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

He knew Nie Tian's identity, but the latter's strength was far inferior to Yin Zhiwei's. How could he be Yin Zhiwei's opponent?

"Is Yin Gucheng a taboo in the Heaven Realm? Are you not allowed to shout it?" Nie Tian responded coldly, his body shook, and he directly broke through Yin Zhiwei's aura and pressure.

With his current strength, even if a peak Heavenly Emperor warrior wanted to oppress him with aura, it would be impossible. A mere Heavenly Emperor seventh-level warrior wanted to oppress him with aura, which was really ridiculous.

"Stinky boy, you are courting death!" The aura and pressure were broken, and Yin Zhiwei finally realized that the person in front of him was a terrible opponent. He roared, and a silver long sword appeared in his hand. His face was gloomy and dripping with water, and he said grimly: "Stinky boy, you are worthy of my using the Silver Soul Blade!"