Chapter 649

"Huh?" Nie Tian's face sank and suddenly turned around. His cold, iron eyes fell on the body of ink torture, and his eyes flashed Sen Han's killing intention.

Ink torture felt the killing intention in his eyes, his heart trembled violently, and his body couldn't help shaking.

Nie Tian's killing intention made him feel that the rabbit was stared at by the wolf.

"Your name is Moxing, the great elder of Mohism, isn't it?" Nie Tian opened his mouth indifferently.

"Since you know my identity, don't elder Nie Tian want to say something about what he just did?" Mo Xing said in a cold voice.

"What do you want me to say?" Nie Tian's mouth moved, and his heart was boiling with anger.

"You have broken the rules of Xumi martial arts association by openly intervening in Xumi martial arts. Do you still want to leave?" the ink torture angrily scolded, with a look of justice.

His appearance made Nie Tian vomit.

"Are all the Mohists so shameless?" Nie Tianshen said coldly, "Moyu, he has conceded defeat. That is to say, the game between him and Mo Ruxi is over. Even if I intervene, it has nothing to do with xumiwu society."

"Don't you think it's absurd to impose such charges on me according to the rules of the broken magic Xumi martial arts association?"

"I'm not the one who really breaks the rules of the magic martial arts club, but Mo Yu. He has clearly conceded defeat, but he still has to attack shamelessly. Such behavior is provoking Xumi martial arts club."

"If everyone is like him, admit defeat and then sneak attack, xumiwu will simply change to sneak attack!"

Nie Tian's voice was flat, but every word and word clearly rang through everyone's ears.

Moyu was so shameless that he attacked openly in full view of the public.

After today, one of the three evils of the former Xumi lingdu will inevitably become the laughing stock of the 3000 small world.

And ink punishment is better than ink rain.

It was clearly Mo Yu's sneak attack that provoked the rules of Xumi martial society. Nie Tian was forced to take action, but he asked Nie Tian to explain. This kind of behavior is shameless to his mother.

Obviously, Moxing is trying to oppress Nie Tian with the identity that the Mohists are the organizers of Xumi Martial Arts Association.

The crowd around heard Nie Tian's words and began to talk.

"It's clearly that Mo Yu made a mistake first, but he has to rely on Lord Nie Tian. The Mohists are shameless and have no lower limit!"

"Yes, there are four aristocratic families. Isn't this bullying? Fortunately, Lord Nie Tian is an elder in red. Otherwise, I'm afraid he would have been killed by ink punishment."

"The four aristocratic families hold Xumi martial arts club, but take the lead in sneak attacks. What's the meaning of this martial arts club? Don't look!"

There was an uproar, and everyone preferred Nie Tian.

The face of ink torture was embarrassed and directly became the color of pig liver.

Even if he is from the four aristocratic families, it will be difficult to do if the whole audience supports Nie Tian.

"You're talking nonsense and sophistry!" Mo Xing gnashed his teeth and roared: "the game between Mo Yu and Mo Ruxi is not over before they leave the martial arts field. I don't care what means Mo Yu uses in the game, but if you openly intervene in the game, you will break the rules of the martial arts association!"

"Hmm?" Nie Tian's anger flared up. He couldn't tolerate it any more. He said angrily, "old pig and dog, I'll break the rules of the martial arts society. What can you do with me? If the people of the four aristocratic families only protect their own children, the Xumi martial arts society should not do it!"

"Nie Tian, you want to die!" Mo Xing was abused by Nie Tian in public. His old face turned red, his body trembled and roared wildly, as if he was going to poison Nie Tianxia.

"Mohism is unfair, xumiwu will be unfair!" at this time, a voice like thunder suddenly sounded, even if it was a noisy martial arts arena, it was still loud and harsh.

"Mohism is unfair, xumiwu will be unfair!" then, on the viewing platform of the martial arts field, the crowd was boiling and shouted in unison, like mountains roaring and the sea roaring one after another.

"Who dares to make trouble?" the ink torture was extremely angry, roared, and suddenly dozens of figures appeared in the air. Each one had a strong breath and momentum, and they were all martial artists in the Shenlun territory.

This is the strongman of the four aristocratic families and maintains the order of the martial arts association. These fighters do not appear at ordinary times. Once there is unrest, they will fight.

At this time, as long as the ink punishment is ordered, these people will kill anyone present, including Nie Tian.

With the appearance of these dozens of figures, everyone felt the threat of terror.

The whole arena suddenly fell into a dead silence, and no one dared to make any more noise.

"Here is the four of the family of the Ming Dynasty," has the final say of the family of the great masters. "The eyes of the master of the game are like hawk hawks, sweeping the whole scene, and the cold voice," who will be unhappy with Sumi Take, and now stand up! "

The cold sound fell, but the whole audience was silent.

Ink torture, really angry.

If anyone dares to stand up at this time, isn't it death?

However, there are really people who are not afraid of death at this time.

"I!" just as the voice of ink torture fell, a voice came out, ringing through the dead space, even more harsh.

The crowd followed the prestige and saw the man's face. Their hearts trembled. They were the elders of the alchemy guild. It's ancient!

Nie Tian is a member of the alchemy guild. At this time, he was so forced by ink torture. Of course, it's not surprising that he had to stand up for him.

"Me!" the next moment, another voice sounded, and suddenly a terrible knife intention rose into the sky. The figure in the void was like a powerful knife, releasing its arrogant momentum and not afraid of the martial arts of the four aristocratic families.

"My God, he is an arrogant sword!" the crowd saw clearly the figure in the air, and someone couldn't help crying out.

"And me!" then another figure sounded, and the man's momentum was released. Unexpectedly, he was also a warrior in the divine wheel territory, standing side by side with old Ye.

"He is Duan mubai, the leader of heaven and earth palace!" the crowd's eyes trembled and gradually became hot. Someone recognized Duan mubai's figure and screamed.

"I don't agree!" duanmubai just stopped, and another figure appeared. He had a strong breath. He could vaguely compete with old Ye. He was a middle-aged martial artist. He was tall and full of momentum. He seemed to have a virtual shadow of a golden giant around him.

"Zhanyun Bati, he is the Lord of Zhanyun sect, Lord Zhan Hon Hai!" as the figure fell, more frightened voices sounded.

The crowd became restless at this moment, with manic heat in their eyes.

The elder in red of the alchemy guild, the arrogant sword of Xumi lingdu, the leader of the Qiankun palace in the Nanshan region and the leader of the Zhanyun sect in the North Sea area, all of these people stand up to support Nie Tian at this moment. Such a scene is once in a lifetime. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe it.

Nie Tian, a teenager, can gather so many great people together to fight against the four aristocratic families, which makes people wonder what kind of person he is.

The crowd was angry and the voice was boiling.

At the next moment, countless figures stood up one after another, and the cry of the sky shook again.

More and more figures appeared in the air, standing behind Nie Tian.