Chapter 1827

"Boom!" the terrible air waves were visible to the naked eye, like billowing waves, raging in the void. The terrible pressure was released. Everyone felt a tightness in their chest. Those martial artists with weak strength vomited blood on the spot, their bodies trembled, and it was difficult to even stand.

"Boom! Hiss..." there was a harsh sound in the air. The two forces were so terrible that they could not destroy each other in an instant. Instead, they were deadlocked, devoured, impacted and torn each other.

The two forces consumed each other, burst and split one after another, and dissipated slowly in the air.

After a long time, the crazy waves in the void finally dimmed, and several figures appeared in the air, including Nangong Jue and Nie Tian.

Nangong Jue's figure stood high above the sky, staring at Nie Tian and others with his eyes, and his face was extremely embarrassed.

Nie Tianhe, the sword startles the cloud and ghost Wucan stand in the air. There are blood stains on the corners of his mouth. His face is very pale, and his whole body is filled with blood gas that has not been dissipated.

Just now, Nangong Jue and Nie Tian were on a par!

The crowd looked up at the four people in the air with a shocked look and trembling eyes.

At the moment, it was not Nangong Jue, but Nie Tiansan who was shocked by the crowd.

It's not surprising that Nangong must be a warrior in the middle of the Supreme God. It has such terrible power.

However, Nie Tian is different. Two of them are the peak warriors of the main God, and the other one has strange strength. It seems that there is only the middle stage of the upper God. Once it breaks out, it can reach the late stage strength of the main God, which is very strange.

Everyone can see that Nie Tian is the absolute main force of the sword just now.

It's hard to imagine that this silver haired warrior, who doesn't look amazing, is so terrible.

On the other side of the sky, the old man in Tsing Yi trembled and said in horror: "who is that silver haired warrior and how can his blood be so terrible?"

The old man in green clothes saw that the reason why Nie Tiansan could block the fatal shot of Nangong Jue was not only the sword idea and array, but also the terrible blood and gas.

The Qi of Jian Jingyun and ghost Wucan is very terrible, while Nie Tian's Qi is frightening.

The old man in Qingyi has seen countless blood, but no one's blood can be better than Nie Tian.

"The boy's strength should be the superior God. No doubt, he instantly improves his strength by relying on some rune. His blood gas is very terrible and can directly devour power from the blood gas of other martial arts." the old man in green clothes said with a little calmness and shock.

If the appearance of Nangong Jue surprised the old man in Qingyi, then Nie Tian's appearance surprised him!

"Sword startles cloud, ghost Wucan, are you all right?" Nie Tian breathed out a mouthful of the turbid qi and asked faintly in mid air.

"It's all right." Jian Jingyun and ghost Wucan shook their heads at the same time, and then looked at Nie Tian to make sure that the latter was all right. They were relieved.

Nie Tianchong was at the front of the sword just now. He not only burst out the greatest strength, but also withstood the greatest impact.

Fortunately, his martial arts are strong and can resist strong impact.

At this time, Nangong Jue looked at Nie Tian and others with deep eyes. His eyes were red and congested, and he was extremely bloodthirsty.

He never thought that only three mole ants would block his two attacks in succession.

What's more strange is that Nangong Jue had a trace of fear for Nie Tian at this time.

Nie Tian's strength is still very weak. Once he grows up, he is absolutely a terrible existence without solution.

At this moment, Nangong absolute Nie Tian three people, have the heart to kill!

Nangong Jue is not only powerful, but also very cautious. Anyone with potential threat must be eliminated!

"No, this guy still wants to fight!" Nie Tian felt Nangong Jue's killing intention, his eyes couldn't help trembling and screamed in his heart.

It's the limit of Nie Tian's three people to stop Nangong Jue's two attacks. If Nangong Jue doesn't stop, it's really dangerous.

Nie Tian couldn't expose the nine poles, but Nangong Jue couldn't stop, which made him have to think of another way.

"Sir, do you want to continue to watch coldly?" at this time, Nie Tian suddenly turned around, looked at the old man in Tsing Yi and opened his mouth coldly.

Nie Tian had noticed that the old man in Tsing Yi had been eager to try. He seemed to want to fight, but he was still hesitating.

He spoke directly to force the old man in Tsing Yi to intervene.

"Are you blaming me?" the old man in Tsing Yi stiffened his face, then stepped out and responded coldly.

"No." Nie Tian sneered, then looked at Nangong Jue with deep eyes and said loudly, "the rules of the killing ground are like iron. No one can break the rules, but this man killed openly in front of so many people and directly provoked the killing ground."

"In this case, the people in the killing ground don't come forward to stop it. I think the rules in your killing ground are not like iron, but like scrap iron!"

Lingran's voice fell and immediately caused a uproar.

Nangong Jue killed people at will with his strength. He has already angered everyone.

Although these people are bloodthirsty, they are also bloody people.

"Smelly boy, you..." seeing the anger of the crowd, the old man in Qingyi couldn't help but look stiff and embarrassed. He stared at Nie Tian with two eyes and couldn't speak.

Nie Tian smiled coldly and said loudly, "since the killing ground has established rules, we should abide by them. What's wrong with what I just said?"

Nangong Jue watched, and his face gradually became gloomy.

Nie Tian was so cunning that he forced the slaughterhouse to intervene.

"Smelly boy, I Nangong Jue will kill you today!" Nangong Jue stepped out, his whole body momentum soared again, and his killing intention became stronger.

Nie Tian glanced at Nangong Jue, then looked at the old man in green clothes and said coldly, "do you want him to be rampant?"

"Enough!" the old man in Tsing Yi's face sank and roared, "this is over. Whoever dares to take another shot is to provoke the killing field!"

The voice of rage fell, the undercurrent surged around the killing ground, and dozens of figures in black were ready to move.

Although the strength of these black warriors is at the level of Lord God, they represent the killing ground and Black Lotus.

Nangong is absolutely arrogant, but he is not stupid. He knows where this is. He can't offend the killing ground.

"Don't you stop?" the old man in Qingyi looked coldly at Nangong Jue. He had lost his patience. If the latter still wanted to be crazy, he would force him to do it.

Nangong Jue's eyes were killing, his eyes were extremely resentful, and his teeth were rattling, but he finally restrained his momentum.

"Nangong Jue, you're not too stupid. You can be a turtle at the critical moment." Nie Tian looked at Nangong Jue and said provocatively.

"Smelly boy, things between us never end." Nangong Jue's eyes were silent, his face was so gloomy that he almost bled, and said calmly: "I will wait for you on the road of killing. I see who else can help you after I enter the road of killing!"

Nie Tian tugged at the corners of his mouth and stopped talking, but he sneered in his heart.

When he entered the killing Road, Nie Tian no longer had any scruples. Jing Chen and Emperor Shitian could not kill Nangong Jue directly?