Chapter 681
His words are mine!
Tang Hao's voice was so calm that it was palpitating.
The faint sound fell, and the whole arena was completely boiling.
Who would have believed that the first person in the 3000 small world would have said such a thing if he had not heard it with his own ears and seen it with his own eyes.
Who is Nie Tian? It's worth Tang Hao!
When Gu Xuanmiao and Qiu Shenfeng heard Tang Hao's words, their faces Suddenly froze. They didn't know what to say.
Mo Zhaojing's face was dull. Even if she was replaced by cruelty, she stared at Tang Hao like a wolf and said in a cold voice, "Tang Hao, you really turn against me for him!"
For the sake of Nie Tian, Tang Hao wanted to kill the whole Mohist family, which is beyond everyone's imagination.
It's understandable if Tang Hao turned against the Mohists for the sake of Tang shisan, but it's a little unreasonable for Nie Tian, a person who has nothing to do with the Mohists.
Tang Hao's face was calm and terrible. He said indifferently, "brother Mo, I can't explain to you, but you did it wrong. If you let the girl go, it's still time."
"What if I don't let go?" Mo Zhaojing pulled a touch of coldness from the corners of his mouth, revealing his killing opportunity.
Now that he has reached this point, Mo Zhaojing can't stop, and he can see that Tang Hao seems to be very respectful to Nie Tian, almost obedient.
Tang Hao is so respectful to Nie Tian. It is definitely not for outsiders to see, but because Nie Tian's identity is very high and unreachable.
Now Mo Zhaojing regretted a little, but this trace of regret disappeared in an instant.
His ruthlessness and the city government are far above the ink rain. He knows that even if he stops at this time, Tang Hao is willing to let him go, Nie Tian will not let him go.
In that case, let's kill the fish and break the net!
"Mo Zhaojing!" Tang Hao's voice suddenly rose, like thunder, echoing through the whole martial arts arena. He roared angrily, "I'm saving you. You don't know who you're facing! Don't do anything wrong and fall into the abyss of Mohism."
Tang Hao is soft hearted after all. He doesn't want to see the tragic ending. He gives Mo Zhaojing the last warning. Don't make a mistake again and again.
Mo Zhaojing looked sluggish and his eyes trembled. He could see that Tang Hao was not alarmist. Nie Tian's identity must be terrible.
At this moment, Mo Zhaojing began to hesitate.
However, at this time, Mo Feng suddenly took a step forward and said, "master, master Mo Yu's yuan pulse is useless!"
Just after Mo Feng appeared, Mo Zhaojing handed Mo Yu to him.
"The yuan pulse is useless?" Mo Zhaojing was stunned and felt it. It was true.
The yuan spirit was destroyed, the yuan pulse was abandoned, and the ink rain completely turned into a useless man!
"Hmm?" Nie Tian's eyes coagulated and his eyebrows wrinkled. He immediately understood that it was mo Feng who abandoned the yuan pulse of Mo Yu and framed him!
Nie Tian didn't explain anything, because he knew that even if he explained, Mo Zhaojing couldn't believe it.
Mo Zhaojing's hesitant eyes suddenly became firm, and his eyes were full of ferocity. He made a decision and made Nie Tian pay the price.
Nie Tian knew that there was no room for discussion, and a determination appeared in his eyes. He stepped forward and said, "Mo Zhaojing, tell me your conditions. As long as you release people, I am willing to promise all your conditions! If you hurt her, I will remove the Mohist school from the 3000 small world!"
The calm voice suppressed the anger and made people palpitate.
"My condition?" Mo Zhaojing smiled coldly and roared, "my condition is that you should be the same as my son!"
"How is it?" Nie Tian's voice was low.
Mo Zhaojing was cold on his face, and his killing intention was chilly in his eyes. He said in a cold voice, "you accept my three palms. After the three palms, I will let you go if you die or not."
"Mo Zhaojing, are you crazy?" before Mo Zhaojing's voice fell, Tang Hao became angry and roared, "you are the top strongman of Shenlun. What's the difference between letting a triple warrior of Shenlun receive your three palms and killing him?"
Gu Xuanmiao and Qiu Shenfeng were stunned when they heard what Mo Zhaojing said. They stared round their eyes. They couldn't believe that Mo Zhaojing was so shameless.
Nie Tian's strength is really strong, but it is impossible to compare with Mo Zhaojing.
Don't mention Nie Tian. Even Tang Hao is maimed by Mo Zhaojing's three palms.
The whole arena became silent at this moment.
All eyes focused on Nie Tian, waiting for his answer.
In anyone's opinion, Nie Tian will die if he is attacked by Mo Zhaojing!
Nie Tian, how does he choose?
"OK! I promise you!" to everyone's shock, Nie Tian said directly without any hesitation.
"Teacher!" Nie Tian's voice just fell, several voices suddenly sounded, and two figures appeared. It was Zhang Yifeng and Duanmu road.
But everyone didn't notice. Tang Hao also shouted softly at this time. The sound was like mosquitoes and flies, but it was very painful.
"Elder Nie Tian!" at the next moment, more voices sounded, and mengfanchen and ancient people also appeared.
Meng fanchen heard that there was an accident at the martial arts arena. He stopped the alchemist competition directly and rushed over nonstop.
"You all step back." Nie Tian nodded slightly, and there was no fear in his eyes.
Mo Zhaojing felt the eyes of the people around him. His eyelids trembled and said, "Nie Tian, you have to promise me that after three palms, no matter what the result is, no one can retaliate against my Mohist school!"
Mo Zhaojing sees Tang Hao and mengfanchen right in front of him and worries that he will be retaliated by the Tang family and the alchemy guild.
"Mo Zhaojing, you are... Extremely shameless!" Tang Hao roared deeply, and his body trembled with Mo Zhaojing's shameless anger.
Nie Tian's eyes sank and then said, "Tang Hao, President Meng. This is a personal grudge between me and Mo Zhaojing. No matter what the result is, please don't interfere."
"This......" Meng fanchen looked resentful and didn't know what to say.
"Old..." Tang Hao was so excited that he almost shouted out.
"This is an order!" Nie Tian turned to Tang Hao and said calmly.
"Yes." Tang Hao was surprised and angry, but he could only nod helplessly in the end.
He knew that Nie Tian's character would not change if he decided what to do.
Everyone retreated a few kilometers away, and there were only two figures in the air, Nie Tian and Mo Zhaojing!
Nie Tian nodded heavily and turned to look at Mo Zhaojing. He looked contemptuous and said indifferently, "let's do it."
"Little boy, you want to die!" Nie Tian's calm made Mo Zhaojing more angry. He stepped forward, roared and roared, and his whole body's momentum soared wildly. The space of divine wheel was completely expanded, and the space was solidified.
"Boom!" the yuan pulse in Mo Zhaojing's body was running wildly. His whole body momentum soared to the extreme, and he clapped it with a bang. There was a roar of thunder in the air. The endless yuan forces gathered together, and the breath of oppression was extremely strong.
In the void, a big white handprint appeared, releasing a strange and bloody breath and pressing against Nie Tian!
Tang Hao's voice was so calm that it was palpitating.
The faint sound fell, and the whole arena was completely boiling.
Who would have believed that the first person in the 3000 small world would have said such a thing if he had not heard it with his own ears and seen it with his own eyes.
Who is Nie Tian? It's worth Tang Hao!
When Gu Xuanmiao and Qiu Shenfeng heard Tang Hao's words, their faces Suddenly froze. They didn't know what to say.
Mo Zhaojing's face was dull. Even if she was replaced by cruelty, she stared at Tang Hao like a wolf and said in a cold voice, "Tang Hao, you really turn against me for him!"
For the sake of Nie Tian, Tang Hao wanted to kill the whole Mohist family, which is beyond everyone's imagination.
It's understandable if Tang Hao turned against the Mohists for the sake of Tang shisan, but it's a little unreasonable for Nie Tian, a person who has nothing to do with the Mohists.
Tang Hao's face was calm and terrible. He said indifferently, "brother Mo, I can't explain to you, but you did it wrong. If you let the girl go, it's still time."
"What if I don't let go?" Mo Zhaojing pulled a touch of coldness from the corners of his mouth, revealing his killing opportunity.
Now that he has reached this point, Mo Zhaojing can't stop, and he can see that Tang Hao seems to be very respectful to Nie Tian, almost obedient.
Tang Hao is so respectful to Nie Tian. It is definitely not for outsiders to see, but because Nie Tian's identity is very high and unreachable.
Now Mo Zhaojing regretted a little, but this trace of regret disappeared in an instant.
His ruthlessness and the city government are far above the ink rain. He knows that even if he stops at this time, Tang Hao is willing to let him go, Nie Tian will not let him go.
In that case, let's kill the fish and break the net!
"Mo Zhaojing!" Tang Hao's voice suddenly rose, like thunder, echoing through the whole martial arts arena. He roared angrily, "I'm saving you. You don't know who you're facing! Don't do anything wrong and fall into the abyss of Mohism."
Tang Hao is soft hearted after all. He doesn't want to see the tragic ending. He gives Mo Zhaojing the last warning. Don't make a mistake again and again.
Mo Zhaojing looked sluggish and his eyes trembled. He could see that Tang Hao was not alarmist. Nie Tian's identity must be terrible.
At this moment, Mo Zhaojing began to hesitate.
However, at this time, Mo Feng suddenly took a step forward and said, "master, master Mo Yu's yuan pulse is useless!"
Just after Mo Feng appeared, Mo Zhaojing handed Mo Yu to him.
"The yuan pulse is useless?" Mo Zhaojing was stunned and felt it. It was true.
The yuan spirit was destroyed, the yuan pulse was abandoned, and the ink rain completely turned into a useless man!
"Hmm?" Nie Tian's eyes coagulated and his eyebrows wrinkled. He immediately understood that it was mo Feng who abandoned the yuan pulse of Mo Yu and framed him!
Nie Tian didn't explain anything, because he knew that even if he explained, Mo Zhaojing couldn't believe it.
Mo Zhaojing's hesitant eyes suddenly became firm, and his eyes were full of ferocity. He made a decision and made Nie Tian pay the price.
Nie Tian knew that there was no room for discussion, and a determination appeared in his eyes. He stepped forward and said, "Mo Zhaojing, tell me your conditions. As long as you release people, I am willing to promise all your conditions! If you hurt her, I will remove the Mohist school from the 3000 small world!"
The calm voice suppressed the anger and made people palpitate.
"My condition?" Mo Zhaojing smiled coldly and roared, "my condition is that you should be the same as my son!"
"How is it?" Nie Tian's voice was low.
Mo Zhaojing was cold on his face, and his killing intention was chilly in his eyes. He said in a cold voice, "you accept my three palms. After the three palms, I will let you go if you die or not."
"Mo Zhaojing, are you crazy?" before Mo Zhaojing's voice fell, Tang Hao became angry and roared, "you are the top strongman of Shenlun. What's the difference between letting a triple warrior of Shenlun receive your three palms and killing him?"
Gu Xuanmiao and Qiu Shenfeng were stunned when they heard what Mo Zhaojing said. They stared round their eyes. They couldn't believe that Mo Zhaojing was so shameless.
Nie Tian's strength is really strong, but it is impossible to compare with Mo Zhaojing.
Don't mention Nie Tian. Even Tang Hao is maimed by Mo Zhaojing's three palms.
The whole arena became silent at this moment.
All eyes focused on Nie Tian, waiting for his answer.
In anyone's opinion, Nie Tian will die if he is attacked by Mo Zhaojing!
Nie Tian, how does he choose?
"OK! I promise you!" to everyone's shock, Nie Tian said directly without any hesitation.
"Teacher!" Nie Tian's voice just fell, several voices suddenly sounded, and two figures appeared. It was Zhang Yifeng and Duanmu road.
But everyone didn't notice. Tang Hao also shouted softly at this time. The sound was like mosquitoes and flies, but it was very painful.
"Elder Nie Tian!" at the next moment, more voices sounded, and mengfanchen and ancient people also appeared.
Meng fanchen heard that there was an accident at the martial arts arena. He stopped the alchemist competition directly and rushed over nonstop.
"You all step back." Nie Tian nodded slightly, and there was no fear in his eyes.
Mo Zhaojing felt the eyes of the people around him. His eyelids trembled and said, "Nie Tian, you have to promise me that after three palms, no matter what the result is, no one can retaliate against my Mohist school!"
Mo Zhaojing sees Tang Hao and mengfanchen right in front of him and worries that he will be retaliated by the Tang family and the alchemy guild.
"Mo Zhaojing, you are... Extremely shameless!" Tang Hao roared deeply, and his body trembled with Mo Zhaojing's shameless anger.
Nie Tian's eyes sank and then said, "Tang Hao, President Meng. This is a personal grudge between me and Mo Zhaojing. No matter what the result is, please don't interfere."
"This......" Meng fanchen looked resentful and didn't know what to say.
"Old..." Tang Hao was so excited that he almost shouted out.
"This is an order!" Nie Tian turned to Tang Hao and said calmly.
"Yes." Tang Hao was surprised and angry, but he could only nod helplessly in the end.
He knew that Nie Tian's character would not change if he decided what to do.
Everyone retreated a few kilometers away, and there were only two figures in the air, Nie Tian and Mo Zhaojing!
Nie Tian nodded heavily and turned to look at Mo Zhaojing. He looked contemptuous and said indifferently, "let's do it."
"Little boy, you want to die!" Nie Tian's calm made Mo Zhaojing more angry. He stepped forward, roared and roared, and his whole body's momentum soared wildly. The space of divine wheel was completely expanded, and the space was solidified.
"Boom!" the yuan pulse in Mo Zhaojing's body was running wildly. His whole body momentum soared to the extreme, and he clapped it with a bang. There was a roar of thunder in the air. The endless yuan forces gathered together, and the breath of oppression was extremely strong.
In the void, a big white handprint appeared, releasing a strange and bloody breath and pressing against Nie Tian!
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