Chapter 523: The Death of the Devil* Part 1

Chapter 52 The Death of Tian Can Part 1
In the ancient city, Nangong Tianyi looked at everything around him indifferently, not only Xiao Fan and others became his must-kill targets, Chu Qingkuan, Bei Chenfeng, Lou Aotian and others were also on his must-kill list.
Those who do not surrender or surrender can only die!
"boom!"
In the distance, Yi Feimo was lifted by a violent force, several mouthfuls of blood spewed out, and his clothes shattered. What he faced was a soul-carving beast of the peak of the seventh step. It was very rare to be able to persist for so long.
"Yi Feimo, don't you surrender?" In the distance, Nangong Tianyi said lightly.
"The emperor gives you a chance, Yi Feimo, don't know what is good or bad!" Ning Chuan also smiled gleefully. Last time he was insulted by Yi Feimo at a noble banquet, he still hated Yi Feimo in his heart.
As for Ning Chuan, he had already surrendered to Nangong Tianyi when the Soul Eagle Beast began to attack.
"Cough cough!" Yi Feimo's eyes were red, a trace of blood was coughed out, and his face was so ugly that he finally bent down and said, "Yi Feimo, I have seen the emperor."
"Haha, good!" Nangong Tianyi didn't seem to be afraid of Yi Feimo's turning back, because it was enough for him.
A cultivator of the same rank, as long as he lowers his head in front of others, it is extremely difficult to surpass the opponent in the future, because he already has a consciousness in his heart telling him that he is not as good as the opponent.
And this is what Nangong Tianyi wants.
Similarly, this is why Chu frivolous, Lou Aotian, Bei Chenfeng and others did not surrender anyway.
They are arrogant and natural, they have never been bent for anyone in this life, and Nangong Tianyi is not worthy. Once they are bent, this life may stop here.
"Chu Qingkuan, Bei Chenfeng, Lou Aotian, what about you?" Nangong Tianyi looked at the three with sharp eyes, and he looked down from a high place, as if overlooking some ants.
"You are not worthy yet." Bei Chenfeng said lazily, his speed was very fast, and even several soul carving beasts died in his hands.
"You are not worthy." The same words came out of Chu Qingkuan's mouth. He held a long sword and looked all around. Not only did he not step back, but he kept killing in the direction of the ancient city.
As for Lou Aotian, he was silent, but the sword in his hand had already told Nangong Tianyi that he would not hesitate to fight.
"Okay, okay! The emperor will tell you whether I am worthy!" Nangong Tianyi sneered again and again, and Bei Chenfeng and Chu frivolously said as if a sharp knife was stuck in his chest.
A dozen soul-carved beasts slaughtered the three of them in their hands. Then they looked at Ning Chuan and Yi Fei and said, "Since you submit to this emperor, you must show some sincerity. You two, control those ten. The soul carving beast went to kill them."
"Yes." Ning Chuan nodded without hesitation, and glanced at Yi Feimo unhappily. Although he wanted Yi Feimo to die, he did not dare to defy Nangong Tianyi's order and laughed wildly: "Bei Chenfeng, last time Humiliate me, today is your death date."
"Yes." Yi Feimo took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and finally stepped into the air.
"Ning Chuan, do you really think you are third in the top ranking?" Bei Chenfeng looked at Ning Chuan with a disdainful face. Instead of retreating, he moved forward and headed straight for the soul-carved beasts.
Chu was frivolous, Lou Aotian also fought with several soul carving beasts. Not far from Lou Aotian, Bai Yu, Baili Kuangfeng and Chen Feng showed anxious expressions on their faces.
"Xiao Ming, Xiao Wu, go and save Little Wolf!" At this moment, Xiao Fan's shout suddenly came from a distance.
At the same time, the mad wolf was besieged by four soul carving beasts, and the terrifying attack went straight to the mad wolf.
Xiao Ming flew with Guan Xiaoqi at extreme speed, and Guan Xiaoqi shot several arrows in the air, trying to stop the attack of the four soul carving beasts.
It's a pity that his arrow feathers can't help the soul carved beast. Although the soul carved beast is not as flexible as the soul beast, its defense is much stronger.
"Second brother!" Tian Can roared hoarse, his body rushed towards the mad wolf.
"Desperate!"
Tian Can roared, and in an instant, a little blue light burst from the tip of his sword, and then the blue light became more and more flaming, condensing into a vast vortex of sword energy, instantly enveloping the four soul carving beasts and the crazy wolf.
The vortex grew more and more, and then continued to spread, covering a radius of hundreds of feet, thousands of cyan sword qi blooming in the void, and blossoming cyan sword lotus flowers.
"Isn't it possible? Isn't this the move of the Tiancan who won ninety-nine games? He is the Tiancan!"
"How is it possible, isn't Tian Can dead? How could he become Xiao Fan's subordinate?"
"It's definitely Tiancun. At that time, Tiancun was playing against the ghosts and it was this sword!"
Many people in the distance saw this sword, and they were shocked. It was true that the battle between the Tiancang and the ghost was too amazing at that time, and many people remembered their combat skills.
It's just that this piece of news is too horrible. The Tiancun who has won ninety-nine games in the battlefield of life and death, has not died, and has appeared here!
"Sure enough, it's him." Lou Aotian squinted his eyes and glanced at Xiao Fan. He has completely affirmed Xiao Fan's identity.
Bang bang bang!
A violent explosion sounded from the cyan sword qi vortex, and countless blood shot and dyed the sky red, but when the blood fell on the ground, it was filled with a decadent aura.
This is the difference between the soul beast and the soul carved beast, the soul carved beast has no real life at all, but has some characteristics of the soul beast, once it is not supported by the soul pattern, it will reveal its original face.
In a short while, the sword qi vortex slowly disappeared, exposing everything inside. Many people took a deep breath and saw two spirit carving beasts at the peak of the seventh order, almost only a skeleton left.
Tian Can held the Qinglian Sword in one hand, and the other sleeve was empty, floating in the void, a fierce aura bloomed from him.
His face was slightly pale, obviously, the sword just now consumed a lot of his physical and soul power.
"Tian Can?" Nangong Tianyi's eyes flashed slightly, and he was also shocked by Tian Can's strength. If Tian Can surrendered to him, wouldn't it be a big help?
"Tian Can, give you one..." Nangong Tianyi said proudly.
"Fuck!" It's just that he was interrupted by Tian Can before he finished speaking. He only uttered two words, but it was the greatest disdain and irony of Nangong Tianyi.
The smile on Nangong Tianyi's face froze, and his murderous intention rose. A dozen soul beasts roared in between his hands and appeared before Tian Can and Mad Wolf.
The four soul-carved beasts at the peak of the seventh order have made them hardly able to fight back. What about twelve?
"Big brother, go!" The mad wolf exclaimed. If it were just twelve soul carving beasts in the middle of the seventh stage, they would not be afraid, but they were the soul carving beasts in the late stage of the seventh stage, or even the peak of the seventh stage.
"Bang!" The only person who responded to the mad wolf was a palm of the dead. He slapped the mad wolf on the back and pushed the mad wolf horizontally with a strong force.
Tian Can's hair flew wildly, covering the stern face, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, then turned to look at the soul carving beasts, and said without looking back: "Little wolf, live!"
Puff!
A series of fierce attacks penetrated Tiancan's body, and hot blood shot out, Tiancan stood there quietly, unmoved, this scene seemed to have become eternal!
"Big Brother!"
"Death!"
Crazy wolf, Xiao Fan yelled, and the two slammed towards Tian Can's location, Fatty and the others kept moving closer, and they were shocked by Tian Can's decisiveness.
In order to save the life of the crazy wolf, sacrifice one's own life!
Suddenly, in the surprised eyes of the crowd, Tian Can slowly raised the Qinglian Sword in his hand, and a frosty mist filled the Qinglian Sword.