After adapting to that kind of fear, Balian even became accustomed to the cold and numb killing intent flowing to every corner of his body.
Because his cold blood was boiling with that killing intent.
The man's eyes finally changed, with hesitation, pursuit, and deep confusion.
These complex emotions were intertwined, so he didn't rush to take action.
He watched Balian step by step through the dark fog, to the stairs of the long hall, and finally walked in front of him.
That is a distance that no one has been able to overcome for thousands of years.
It was the first time for such an aloof person to let such a weak thing walk in front of him so boldly.
The man's eyes changed with distance, and his standing body trembled slightly. It was not because of fear. No giant dragon would be in awe and fear of ants.
Instead, he saw something different yet familiar in this ant.
"You..." A syllable came out of his mouth.
But Balian waved the small sword in his hand, holding the sword in his left hand. The darkness was illuminated slightly, and the lonely breeze blew his black hair, bringing with it a slightly sweet smell.
That's blood flowing.
The man's dark eyes suddenly became extremely bright, his expression became very excited, and his scarlet lips formed an exaggerated and twisted arc.
He stretched out his arm and drew a sword from his broad sleeves.
A gorgeous silver sword.
The blade of the sword is slender and somewhat feminine.
As soon as the sword fell into the palm of his hand, the delicate look became an illusion and turned into the domineering power that ruled the night.
He thrust out his sword with unimaginable power, and a huge black hole was ripped out of the entire space, wrapped in explosive wind and thunder.
As soon as the sword was drawn out, a twisted and gleeful laughter burst out from the man's mouth.
Balian didn't understand what was causing his sudden madness.
His expression remained unchanged, his eyes were stern, and his right shoulder was tilted. He never thought that he could avoid the sword, just to test and verify one thing.
If it were not what he thought, he would die today.
But if his guess is correct.
Today, you can live!
Balian reacted extremely quickly and avoided the sword, but he knew in his heart that under the absolute suppression of strength, he would never be able to avoid the blow.
The black hurricane lightning struck with a sword carried a strong aura of death, and the dark wind suddenly became violent, making a terrifying roar in the ancient city.
Balian's body just brushed against the slight breeze, and the right half of his body was caught in the sword wind. The black lightning exploded his flesh and white bones into pieces of powder.
The small sword in his left hand buzzed and shone, but it could not strike the man.
Balian was like a piece of grass blown away by the strong wind, spraying blood and flying backwards.
The twisted and excited smile on the man's face froze, a bit funny.
Because he saw the glimmer of node coming out of Bai Lian's mouth, which was the node power belonging to human practitioners.
All cognitions and ideas were quickly overturned when they were pushed to the peak of climax.
The huge loss and crazy anger made him want to destroy everything in front of him!
Corpse demons cannot practice human skills, let alone ignite spiritual power nodes.
It was obvious that the young man in front of him who was provoking him was just a practitioner with a strange aura.
Damn it!
Damn it!
Damn it!
How dare you deceive him!
That feminine and handsome face became ferocious, distorted, and crazy in the strong wind. He roared beyond recognition: "Damn ants!!! Die for me a hundred times!!!"
Under the man's feet, the earth collapsed deeply, making an earth-shattering explosion sound.
In an instant, his aura was darker than shadow and darkness, and the cold consciousness representing death swept away.
The long platinum hair flutters gently in the cold dark world, like a devil!
The sword in his hand was consistent with his wild and wild gaze, with extremely terrifying penetrating power, and the entire Valley of Chaos was in turmoil.
He raised the slender but extremely domineering sword in his hand, as if he was raising a dark kingdom.
Balian flew upside down from this obscure space, with half of his body missing continuously spraying bright red blood drops. The small sword in his hand seemed to have lost its spiritual power, and its brilliance dissipated.
Although Wen Hanwei couldn't see it, she could sense the battle ahead. She stood up with her sword and was about to catch Bailian's body.
But that man's terrifying and killing sword force was still coming, and the whole world was heavy.
Wen Hanwei's pupils gradually shrank into a sharp line, not because of fear of death, but...
Balian's aura actually disappeared!
The man had already taken a step, as if he had spanned a thousand years. His sword power was rushing out, the sword energy was like a tide, and the sound of the tide was like thunder.
Until the moment when the sword in his hand almost merged with the darkness, the man felt the cold hairs on his neck stand upright, an indescribable feeling.
"Your whole body..." There was a cold breath from behind. It was not as cold and slippery as a snake, but a clean and pure coldness.
The voice was very calm, without any killing intent: "They are all flaws..."
There was a sharp and sharp feeling on the back of his neck, and the tip of the small sword touched his skin, followed by the rain of cold blood on his back and shoulders.
That was the blood gushing out of Balian's broken body.
The strong smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.
Half of the man's pale and thin cheeks were stained with red spots.
He suddenly stood there frozen, his arms trembling slightly, and his bones making a creaking sound.
He seemed to have been shocked so unexpectedly that he didn't even react at all when the sharp blade in Balian's hand was pointing at his vitals.
Wen Hanwei also froze on the spot in shock. The sword holding the ground was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground.
How on earth did he do it? !
Despite being so seriously injured... he was still able to counterattack.
"How on earth... did you do this?" The man asked Wen Hanwei's doubts, and his voice went from frantic and distorted to gentle and peaceful in just one breath.
But if Balian was standing on the opposite side of him at this moment, he would be able to see his eyes, which were scarlet and weeping blood, filled with deep and far-reaching clouds and rain.
Balian felt the uncontrollable trembling and trembling of this man's body, as if there was a crazy soul hidden in this body.
He looked down at the internal organs and bones in his body that were shattering and flowing, and said calmly: "Don't you feel it yourself?"
The man chuckled softly and said: "You are the second corpse demon in history to hang a sword blade on my neck."
At this moment, the man finally confirmed that Balian was a corpse demon just like him.
Because of the opened elemental power node, Balian can store spiritual power inside his body, thereby concealing the aura of the corpse demon in his body.
At first, this man just thought that Bai Lian was a weak human practitioner.
