Chapter 1207

High above the sky, Yin Zhiwei understood everything. It was conceivable that he was angry. His whole body trembled, his face was gloomy, and his chest seemed to be pressing a huge stone, making him shortness of breath.

He never thought that he would become a pawn used by others.

The feeling was so bad that it almost drove him crazy!

"Damn boy, I must kill you with my own hands!" Yin Zhiwei roared in his heart and locked his eyes on the three natural killers.

On the induction compass, other red light spots are coming, so Yin Zhiwei's time is running out. We must solve the three people in front of us as soon as possible.

Of course, he can't explain anything, because it's useless to explain.

Only the weak will defend. That's not what Yin Zhiwei needs to do.

What he needs to do is kill the three people in front of him!

"Smelly boy, pay for the thirteen younger brothers!" suddenly, a fierce roar sounded. Immediately, a black figure shot out like lightning and stabbed out with a sharp sword. The space was like the surface of a lake. It was strongly separated, and a black sword came out.

"Hum!" Yin Zhiwei smiled coldly. The blade of silver soul shot. The intention of silver soul sword was to condense into a silver human shadow, enveloping him, like an indomitable giant.

The silver giant is thousands of meters huge, standing high in the sky, like a giant overlooking everything.

When the silver giant's body trembled slightly, a mighty momentum appeared, rolled down and roared.

"What a terrible momentum!" the crowd below felt the terrible momentum, their eyes trembled and looked dull.

"This Yin Zhiwei has hidden his strength!" Xiao Yun said in surprise when he saw this scene.

Yin Zhiwei didn't use this move when fighting with Nie Tian before, otherwise he wouldn't be forced to kill by the supreme dragon soul.

"This is the silver soul!" Nie Tian looked at the empty shadow of the silver giant in the sky, opened his mouth deeply, and his face was surprised.

He did not expect that Yin Zhiwei's silver soul sword idea was so terrible that it could condense such a terrible silver soul!

Silver soul is the real body of silver soul condensed by the sword meaning of silver soul. It is said that the real body of silver soul condensed by the sword meaning of silver soul cultivated to the extreme is more terrible than the real body of the giant spirit of the highest martial artist of the Heavenly Emperor!

If Nie Tian and Yin Zhiwei fought before, the latter used the real body of the silver soul, which may not be able to resist the supreme dragon soul.

It seems that Yin Zhiwei underestimated Nie Tian just now, so he didn't use silver soul at all.

"The killer of the Tianhuang temple, isn't it? In front of the silver soul, there are all mole ants!" Yin Zhiwei looked around in awe. The huge silver soul moved in an instant, and the silver palm pressed down like a mountain. Unexpectedly, he directly crushed the black sword into meat mud.

"Twelve younger brothers!" Huang 10 and Huang 11 screamed, obviously terrified.

The man who just shot was Huang 12. Unfortunately, he was killed in an instant.

Tianhuang thirteen swords, I never expected to meet such a terrible opponent.

"Eleven younger brother, you leave first. This person is too powerful. Only the eldest brother can deal with it!" Huang Shi's eyes sank, but he calmed down and his sword spirit surged out. At the same time, with terrible red blood gas, a bloody giant sword slowly condensed in the air.

"Brother ten!" Huang Xi screamed and reacted immediately. Huang Shi wanted to burn his own blood gas and release the strongest move to fight for his life.

"Hmm?" when Yin Zhiwei saw this scene, he smiled coldly and said, "spontaneous combustion of blood gas? If your strength is the same as me, I may be afraid, but you are too weak, even if spontaneous combustion of blood gas, there is no chance!"

The people on the ground were stunned and shocked.

Nie Tian shook his head slightly. He didn't expect that the friendship between the famine killers was so heavy that one of them sacrificed himself to fight for the chance of life for the other. From this point of view, these killers are bloody.

Unfortunately, the silver soul he met, even if spontaneous combustion of blood gas, was of no help.

"Eleven younger brothers, go!" in the void, Huang Shi's whole body momentum soared to the extreme. The blood colored sword around him was thousands of meters. He roared like a mountain collapse and directly killed Yin Zhiwei.

The momentum is rolling like a raging wave, rolling the residual clouds around and roaring.

In the face of the sword burning blood in the famine, Yin Zhiwei was not afraid at all. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, but he was joking on his face.

The power of the silver soul is beyond imagination.

Lingyun sword Pavilion ranks second among the nine sword schools because of the existence of silver soul.

If it weren't for a Dugu Aotian in Tianhuang hall, the momentum of Lingyun sword Pavilion might not be weaker than that in Tianhuang hall.

"Boom!" at the next moment, the bloody sword fell down and fell on the silver soul. After a huge dull noise, it was directly broken. The bloody sword was intended to escape in the void and disappear in an instant.

Huang Shi's sword that burns blood and gas can't shake the silver soul at all!

"Mole ants, all die!" Yin Zhiwei looked at him and roared. The giant palm fell. Huang Shi died miserably on the spot. There were no bones and even no residue left.

Huang Xi's figure moved for a moment, but the next moment was directly frozen and unable to move.

The silver soul's momentum was too strong and solidified the surrounding space. Huang Xi's reaction was a little slow and was directly suppressed by the powerful momentum.

"Shua!" then, a silver blade flashed, and the scream of famine 11 didn't come out in time, which directly turned into blood light and dissipated.

The silver soul is too powerful, especially the strength of several people is under Yin Zhiwei, and there is no resistance at all.

"Is this the killer of Tianhuang temple? It's a mess!" Yin Zhiwei killed three killers in a flash, his eyes excited with a touch of hostility, opened his mouth coldly and looked disdainful.

"This..." the crowd below looked up at the sky and took a breath, but they didn't react completely.

Yin Zhiwei's figure moved, the sword intention of his body dispersed, and the silver soul disappeared. He glanced at the induction compass, with terrible anger flashing in his eyes, and the induction compass collapsed directly.

"Silver haired boy, we will never die!" Yin Zhiwei was used by others. He was so angry that he roared in his heart, moved and left directly.

He is not stupid enough to destroy the induction compass directly, otherwise those Tianhuang palace killers would not let him go!

Yin Zhiwei sensed from the induction compass that the strength of other killers was very strong, especially one of them. It seemed that his strength was more terrible than him. He even had a cultivation close to the ninth emperor of heaven!

If this man comes, I'm afraid his silver soul will be difficult to contend with.

The crowd looked at the white figure disappearing into the void and couldn't react for a long time.

Nie Tian frowned slightly, shook his head, smiled bitterly, and murmured, "it seems that I missed a good time to kill Yin Zhiwei."

Yin Zhiwei's silver soul is so strong that Nie Tian has a trace of fear. If he meets this person again next time, he must be killed and will never suffer again!

At the same time when Yin Zhiwei left, he was in the Great Hall of the end of the world.

"Asshole!" an angry roar sounded, like thunder, blowing in the empty hall.