Elder Ming kept approaching the white arm, life and death were at stake.

Although the warriors from the Nangong family nearby were worried and wanted to rescue him, they did not dare to get close at all.

Just as Elder Ming was about to be caught by his white arms, an old voice came out.

"Death energy is really something that makes people fearful."

In the void, an old man suddenly appeared, his whole body filled with a powerful aura.

Half step to the divine martial realm!

Ye Tian was startled.

Elder Ming also saw the old man and roared anxiously.

"Fifth Patriarch, save me."

The one who arrived was the fifth ancestor of the Nangong family. From the name, it could be seen that there might be four other ancestors before him.

As expected of the Nangong family, it has such a strong foundation.

The Fifth Patriarch looked at the empty coffin with his hands behind his hands, and looked at Si Qingzhao with some fear.

"My little friend, can you put away your anger and let him go?"

Si Qingzhao looked at the approaching half-step divine martial realm, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a ferocious smile.

"Delusion, he has become food for the Lord of Death and cannot survive."

"Why."

The Fifth Patriarch sighed and continued.

"If that's the case, then you can't blame me."

After saying that, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, burst out powerful energy, and fiercely lowered it towards Si Qingzhao.

The target of his attack was not the coffin, but Si Qingzhao.

Because he could see that as long as he killed Si Qingzhao, Elder Ming's crisis would be solved.

Si Qingzhao is the main person who controls the coffin.

In the void, a huge handprint fell.

Si Qingzhao roared when he saw this.

"Death Qi, gather!"

In an instant, the death energy lingering from all directions gathered and formed a black wall of light, blocking the top of Si Qingzhao's head.

boom.

The moment the handprint fell, a violent roar came out.

Click.

The light wall was shattered on the spot, unable to withstand the attack of a half-step divine martial artist.

However, he resisted this handprint and did not let Si Qingzhao be hit by the handprint.

Ye Tian breathed a sigh of relief.

Unable to kill Nangong Si, his figure flashed not far from Si Qingzhao.

"He gave it to me."

"No, let me do it."

Si Qingzhao was very stubborn. Looking at the fifth ancestor of the Nangong family, his black pupils were full of determination.

Ye Tian pursed his lips and fell silent.

"Be careful yourself."

Si Qingzhao nodded and looked at the Fifth Patriarch with a fearful expression.

The Fifth Patriarch did not take action immediately, but his figure flashed and came to Elder Ming's side.

Thanks to the previous fight, Si Qingzhao was unable to control the coffin, causing Elder Ming to escape.

"Thank you so much, Fifth Patriarch."

Elder Ming said with lingering fear.

The Fifth Patriarch nodded, then looked in the direction of Si Qingzhao and said softly.

"You step back first."

Elder Ming nodded and backed away some distance.

"Young man, what kind of coffin is this?"

Looking at Si Qingzhao, the Fifth Patriarch asked curiously.

"you guess?"

Si Qingzhao sneered.

The Fifth Patriarch was slightly startled and said nothing more.

Both sides did not take action and looked at each other.

The Fifth Patriarch was afraid of Si Qingzhao's death aura, but Si Qingzhao secretly healed his wounds.

On the other side, Ye Tian walked towards Nangong Si, showing murderous intent.

"It seems I can't play with you anymore."

"What's the meaning?"

Without waiting for Ye Tian to answer, Nangong Si sneered.

"Do you think you can still kill me in this situation?"

After speaking, he stretched out his finger, tapped Si Qingzhao, and finally landed on Ye Tian.

"Neither you nor him can leave."

"Try?"

After Ye Tian finished speaking, the blade of the sword was close to his eyebrows, and a strange aura lingered around him.

While Nangong Si was still confused, Ye Tian suddenly glared and shouted.

"One thought kills instantly."

The next moment, the figure disappeared from where it was.

When he appeared again, a sword had already landed on Nangong Si's forehead.

The speed was so fast that the warriors of the Nangong family and the Fifth Patriarch were unable to react.

How could it be so fast, without even taking a breath, that the other party actually killed the strongest genius of their Nangong family?

Ye Tianke didn't care what they did and started to take action to seize the opponent's bloodline.

Soon, a ball of blood glowing with silver appeared in his hand, which was Nangong Si's bloodline.

After Ye Tian put it away, he turned around and faced the warriors of the Nangong family.

"Old Si, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fifth ancestor of the Nangong family came back to his senses and shouted in a low voice with a very ugly look on his face.

"You want to leave, have you left yet?"

As he spoke, a powerful murderous intention swept through his body.

"Kill me, the genius of the Nangong family, and no one will be able to save you."

In an instant, the Fifth Patriarch burst out with half-step divine martial power, spreading in all directions.

The powerful pressure broke out and the endless momentum shrouded it, making many warriors feel like they were carrying a huge mountain on their backs, making it difficult to move.

The same was true for Ye Tian and Si Qingzhao, their expressions were very solemn.

There is no way, this Fifth Ancestor is very strong, he is in the middle stage of the Half-step Divine Martial Realm.

Although it is still far away from the Shenwu Realm, it has some of the atmosphere of the Shenwu Realm.

The moment he felt the pressure, Ye Tian looked ferocious and roared.

"roll!"

As he spoke, a powerful aura erupted from his body.

With a roar, Ye Tian stood up.

Then he suddenly took his sword and went straight to the fifth ancestor of the Nangong family to kill him.

"Humph, I don't know whether to live or die."

The Fifth Patriarch, who was originally a little surprised that Ye Tian was able to break away from his momentum, snorted coldly.
To be continued...