"Stop it! Stop it, you bastard!" Xiang Nan roared angrily.
"Anyone who has the guts to come towards me, kill me if you want to kill me, don't touch my brother!"
No matter how much Xiang Nan scolded, the silver-haired killing god ignored Xiang Nan.
He just smashed the copper coffin one sword at a time.
The copper coffin has no defensive barrier, only its own hardness.
The silver-haired killer hacked more than a dozen swords in a row, and smashed the lid of the copper coffin into pieces!
Yuan Meng was nailed into a copper coffin with his whole body. Hundreds of copper nails pierced deeply into Yuan Meng's body, piercing all his meridians and acupuncture points.
And the silver-haired killing god was cruel, pulling Yuan Meng out from inside.
puff!
Yuan Meng's body was pulled away from the copper nail, and there were hundreds of blood holes on his back, shooting out one after another blood arrows.
Yuan Meng was weak and powerless, being grabbed by the killing god, he had no strength to resist.
The silver-haired god-killing demonstrator glanced at Xiang Nan and said, "Look clearly, how I killed your brother!"
Xiang Nan shouted, "Stop!"
The silver-haired killing god slammed the hilt of the sword fiercely on Yuan Meng's face, collapsing half of Yuan Meng's cheekbone.
Like a broken bag, he dangled in the air, held high by the silver-haired killing god.
Xiang Nan shed two lines of blood and tears.
Yuan Meng gasped weakly, but smiled slightly, and said, "Kill me and let my brother go."
No one expected that Yuan Meng would say such words suddenly.
"Yuan Meng!" Xiang Nan roared.
That Wen Hai stood aside, he couldn't bear to see such a cruel scene, so he turned his head away.
"I didn't hear what you said." The silver-haired killing god chuckled and put his ears in front of Yuan Meng.
Yuan Meng took a few breaths and said, "Kill me, let my brother go, I beg you."
"You beg me?" The silver-haired killing god clicked his tongue.
Xiang Nandao: "Yuan Meng! If we don't ask him, even if we die, we will never bow our heads!"
"Are you really begging me?" the silver-haired killing god asked again.
Yuan Meng smiled miserably: "Yes, I beg you."
The silver-haired killing god laughed loudly and said, "What a tough guy Yuan Meng! When we caught you, we tried all the means we could imagine to torture you! I abused you."
"At that time, didn't you clenched your teeth and refused to say a word."
"Now you're begging me."
"Haha, look!" The silver-haired killer pointed at Yuan Meng's nose, looked at Wen Hai, and said, "Did you hear that, ha, this tough guy Yuan Meng actually begged me, he really begged me."
Yuan Meng smiled silently, weeping, and said: "A martial artist should have known that this day would come sooner or later."
"I'm not afraid of anything, I'm not afraid, even if you strip my skin and bone, I won't frown."
"But in my heart, I can't let go of the brother who shared weal and woe with me."
Yuan Meng looked at the silver-haired killing god, and said, "You understand what I mean, I know you must have your brothers who would rather die than protect you, right, you must have them."
"We are all warriors, so you must understand me, I beg you, if I can, I am even willing to kneel down to you, I just hope you can let my brother go."
The silver-haired killer nodded and said, "You know, you're farting."
"What kind of bullshit brother, lying to children? In Lao Tzu's dictionary, there are only benefits, no brothers!"
"Okay, you begged me, and I am satisfied. After I kill you, I will kill your brother, and then bury the two of you together. I have done my best."
After all, the silver-haired killing god pierced Yuan Meng's stomach with his sword.
Xiang Nan roared angrily, "You bastard! Even if I were a ghost, I wouldn't let you go!"
The silver-haired killing god took a look at Xiang Nan and said, "Okay, then you can be a ghost, and be a ghost with your brother. I'll wait for you to come to me."
The silver-haired killing god raised his long sword high, and with this sword, he slashed towards Yuan Meng's head.
"Ahhhhh! I'm ignoring your ancestors!"
Suddenly, Xiang Nan didn't know where the strength came from, he slapped the ground, and flew out flat, hitting the silver-haired killer's waist.
The silver-haired killing god was unprepared, but was bumped into a stagger by Xiang Nan.
Xiang Nan grabbed Yuan Meng's hand.
Yuan Meng smiled miserably: "I have hurt you, brother."
"If it wasn't for saving me, why would you..."
Xiang Nan's eyes flashed with thunder, he held Yuan Meng's big hand tightly, and said: "Don't say anything, you are going to die, you two will die together."
"I will still be a brother in the next life, but you are still my big brother!"
Yuan Meng nodded vigorously, and said with a weak smile: "If you have a younger brother like Xiang Nan, my life is worth it."
"Xiang Nan, Xiang Nan! You really are Xiang Nan!" The silver-haired killer turned his head and said, "This is better!"
"Killing you, I have the greatest credit! After my god bestows on me the third divine talent, I will be the number one expert under the gods!"
"You two, die together!"
After all, the silver-haired killing god raised his long sword high and swept it down!
This sword is bound to cut Xiang Nan and Yuan Meng in half!
Xiang Nan and Yuan Meng also closed their eyes in resignation.
It is a kind of fate that brothers can die together in adversity.
The terrifying Xuantian Sword streaked across a ray of light, and finally fell down.
clang!
Xiang Nan and Yuan Meng opened their eyes at the same time.
I didn't die!
that voice is...
The two opened their eyes and saw a black sword standing under the snow-white Xuantian Sword.
"Who is it!" The silver-haired killing god hurriedly turned his head to look.
The person holding the black sword was actually a peerless woman.
"You?" Xiang Nan recognized at a glance that this woman was just Ren Ran.
Na Zhanran gritted her teeth and supported herself desperately, her forehead was already slightly sweaty.
Xiang Nan recognized it immediately, what Zanran was holding in his hand was actually the Nether Sword of Demon King Yue Yue!
Xiang Nan had seen the fragments of this sword once in the world of the Six Emperors, so he could recognize the complete body of the Nether Sword at this time.
Unexpectedly, she quietly collected the fragments of the Nether Sword.
Na Renran looked at Xiang Nan, and couldn't bear to see Xiang Nan in such a miserable state, and said, "You..."
Xiang Nan's expression changed, and he said angrily, "Get lost!"
Zhan Ran's expression froze.
Xiang Nan said angrily, "I'll let you go!"
"Stop him, you're hypocritical here, I don't need you to be hypocritical, get out!"
"You are no better than those believers. I would rather die than be saved by scum like you!"
Zhan Ran gritted her teeth and said: "You can scold, if it can cut off the hatred in your heart, I will let you scold to your heart's content."
With bruised veins on Xiang Nan's forehead, he shouted, "Get lost!"
"Get out? Don't even think about leaving once you're here!" The silver-haired killing god's eyes lit up, staring at the long sword in Zhan Ran's hand, and said: "This thing can actually block the attack of the Xuantian Sword, and it seems to be a precious weapon ah."
"It's so good, I'll take it together!"
After finishing speaking, the silver-haired killing god raised his hand and swung his sword obliquely, sending Ren Ran flying away.
The silver-haired killing god slashed at Ren Ran several hundred times at the same time.
The incomparably sharp sword glow shot towards Zian Ran with a swishing swish.
Ren Ran also slashed out hundreds of sword lights with his backhand.
But the sword lights of the two sides bombarded each other, and the silver-haired murderous sword light was obviously stronger than the swift sword light by more than one level! The fleeting Jianmang only had one face-to-face encounter with the Killing God's Jianmang before the entire army was wiped out.