Chapter 684

Nie Tian's figure stood in the void, staring at Mo Zhaojing.

In the third palm, Mo Zhaojing used the real body of the giant spirit, and the power of the magic bone blade of the magic bone white lotus was extremely powerful. Nie Tian's six layers were directly broken. But he also has the seventh layer of defense, that is his nine star dragon vein body!

Dragon Qi protects the body. Even if it is a magic bone blade, it can't seriously hurt him.

Nie Tian's strength is seriously depleted at the moment, but he doesn't care at all. He stares at Mo Zhaojing with cold eyes, waiting for the latter to let him go.

"Three palms, Nie naively took the three palms of master Mo Zhaojing!" the crowd looked at the figure in the sky, and the whole audience was boiling. No one thought that Nie Tian really took the three palms of Mo Zhaojing.

Countless pairs of eyes became obsessed, and the eyes looking at Nie Tian became shocked, awed, revered and even worshipped.

Tang haomeng, fanchen and others were stunned in situ. Their mouths were so open that they couldn't spit a word for a long time.

Tang Hao thought to himself that he could also take over the three palms of Mo Zhaojing, but he was the peak strength of Shenlun, and Nie Tian had only the triple strength of Shenlun.

Although I don't know what happened to Nie Tian, Tang Hao believes that his teacher is more terrible than before!

"Not dead!" Mo Zhaojing was stunned for a few seconds. He didn't react until Nie Tian's voice sounded in his ear. He looked stunned and lost his voice.

He gave his best palm and didn't kill Nie Tian. How is this possible?

"Mo Zhaojing, I'm not dead, let you down." Nie Tian raised his mouth sarcastically and smiled coldly: "three palms have passed, let people go."

Mo Zhaojing's body shook violently, his pupils shrank suddenly, woke up like a dream, and kept whispering: "impossible, impossible, this is impossible!"

After a long time, Mo Zhaojing finally calmed down.

Suddenly, a touch of cruelty appeared in his eyes. His eyes trembled at Nie Tian and roared: "let people go!"

In front of all the people in the world, Mo Zhaojing dared not break his promise, but there was a strange color in his eyes.

Two masters of Mohism came forward and gave Nie Yurou to Nie Tian tremblingly.

Nie tianshenzhi checked Nie Yurou carefully to make sure that the latter was fine and his face relaxed a lot.

Although Nie Tian and Mo Yu are dueling for life and death, Mo Yu has become a useless man. He has no intention to entangle any more. It's time for the Xumi martial arts association to end.

But just as Nie Tian turned to leave, Mo Zhaojing suddenly burst into laughter.

"Nie Tian!" Mo Zhaojing roared and looked at Nie Tian coldly, with strange and gloomy eyes. "For your sister, you take my three palms, so what price are you willing to pay for Mo Ruxi?"

"Mo Ruxi!" hearing the name, Nie Tian's body trembled and his pupils shrank suddenly.

At this time, two people appeared again behind Mo Zhaojing. One of them held a bed and a red haired woman lay on the bed. It was mo Ruxi!

Mo Zhaojing not only kidnapped Nie Yurou, but also kidnapped Mo Ruxi!

"Hiss!" the sudden scene made the crowd take a breath. Mo Zhaojing kidnapped two close relatives of Nie Tian. The first one let Nie Tian receive three palms from him. The second one wants Nie Tian to receive three more palms?

Nie Tian's yuan power was exhausted at this time, and it was impossible for him to be attacked by Mo Zhaojing again.

"Mo Zhaojing!" Nie Tian handed Nie Yurou to mengfanchen and was completely angry. The momentum of his whole body soared. The whole man was sharp, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, which seemed to cut the sky.

"Mo Zhaojing, do you know what you're doing?" Tang Hao reacted with the same anger and roared in a deep voice.

"Nie Tian, Tang Hao, you forced me. Since Nie Tian abandoned my son, I will also abandon him." Mo Zhaojing Sen smiled coldly and said, "Nie Tian, if you want to save Mo Ruxi, you will abolish the yuan pulse!"

Self abolishing yuan pulse!

Mo Zhaojing's words shocked everyone's heart like thunder.

He didn't want Nie Tian to receive three more palms, but let Nie Tian waste his yuan pulse. It's really vicious.

For a moment, all eyes focused on Nie Tian again, waiting for his answer.

"For the sake of Mo Ruxi, will Nie naively abolish the yuan pulse?" people were skeptical.

"OK, I promise you!" almost as soon as Mo Zhaojing's voice fell, Nie Tian's voice sounded directly.

For the sake of Mo Ruxi, he is willing to waste his yuan pulse!

Everyone's eyes stopped instantly. Time seemed to be static at this moment. Countless pairs of eyes stared at Nie Tian, and the shock in their hearts was written on their faces.

Nie Tian is a super genius with an unlimited future, but once he abandons his yuan pulse, he will ruin his life.

"Teacher!" this time, Tang Hao could no longer control it. He stepped forward and mourned.

"Teacher?" the crowd heard Tang Hao's voice, and their pupils suddenly shrunk. They couldn't believe their ears or their eyes.

Nie Tian is Tang Hao's teacher?

How is that possible!

Everyone was stiff at this moment, and even Mo Zhaojing was stunned on the spot.

Regardless of the reaction of the crowd, Nie Tian took a step forward, and his whole body shook slightly, and a powerful force surged in the yuan pulse.

As long as he is conscious, the nine yuan pulse will break in an instant.

"Hum, interesting!" just as Nie Tian was about to abolish the yuan pulse, a voice from Yin to evil suddenly sounded, "since this girl is so important to elder Nie Tian, I'll take her away first."

The faint voice fell, and a mass of black air suddenly appeared in the void.

The two warriors around Mo Zhaojing didn't understand what was going on, so they fell down directly. Mo Ruxi was swept away by the black gas, and the evil voice sounded again: "Nie Tian, you killed my son, your life can only be killed by me. If you want this girl to be safe, come to the place of blood slaughter to find me three days later."

The cold voice fell, and the black air disappeared in an instant.

"Tang Hao, stop him!" Nie Tian roared. His blood was boiling in an instant. In the endless blood light, a sword stabbed out, and a blood colored sword shadow of a hundred meters was blooming and pressed towards the void.

"Boom!" the sound of the air being split sounded, and nothing was stabbed under the sword.

Everything happened in a flash, and most people didn't react.

That black air is no one else. It's the leader of lingxuantian Pavilion, ghost!

No one thought that the ghost had been lurking in the martial arts field and never left.

Tang Hao reacted at this time. His body shook and rose into the sky. The ghost eyes of Wanjie opened, but there was no one in the void.

The hidden means of the ghost is too clever. If he doesn't take the initiative, he can't be aware of his existence at all.

"Leave people!" just at this time, a charming cry sounded, and a figure suddenly appeared. Immediately, a red pillar of fire burst out and roared towards the void.

"Ghost, you can't escape!" almost at the same time, another voice sounded. In the void, a sea of knife awn appeared, and the terrible knife idea bloomed in an instant, pressing down the pillar of fire in the air.