Chapter 3939

"Boom..." the crowd looked at the sky, the extreme collision between darkness and light, and the roar of thunder broke out, deafening and shocking the heart and soul.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the dark spear rushed into the ten thousand golden lights, which seemed to be submerged and swallowed up. The light between heaven and earth was prosperous, and the smell of darkness became weaker.

"Your Highness has won!" the people's eyes trembled and exclaimed one after another.

"Bang!" however, just before their voice fell, there was a sound of explosion in the void, like the collapse of mountains.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..." then, the sound of disintegration sounded, and the ten thousand golden lights above the sky were shocked. It was as if they had been forcibly torn apart by some force, instantly collapsed and dissipated in the void.

"This..." the sudden upheaval made everyone tremble and take a breath.

"Boom!" then, a roar came out. In the scattered golden light, the dark spear roared out, like a giant dragon breaking through shackles, and shot straight at the holy daughter of heaven.

The saint of heaven instantly felt the killing, and her pretty face changed in horror. In a hurry, she released a golden awn, condensed into a light shield and blocked her in front of her.

"Bang!" but the light shield couldn't stop the dark spear and broke directly. Then the figure of the saint of heaven flew out directly and drew a bloody track in the void, like a broken kite.

"Your Highness!" the startled scene made everyone scream, but all the people just stared at it and didn't move at all.

At the moment when the figure of the saint of heaven was about to land, a soft force appeared and held her up in the air.

The saint of heaven stabilized her figure, a pair of beautiful eyes twinkled, turned and looked at it. What caught her eyes was a silver haired warrior.

"You..." the saint of heaven's face changed slightly. Just when she wanted to speak, the corners of her mouth overflowed with blood.

"Don't talk, rest first." Nie Tian stepped forward and smiled faintly. A force poured out of his palm and entered into the body of the saint of heaven. The latter's pale face suddenly improved.

The saint of heaven Dai Mei frowned slightly and looked at Nie Tian with strange eyes, but she still nodded heavily.

She was seriously injured. The dark spear just now almost killed her. Her strength to repair ten thousand robbers was stronger than she expected.

"The devil didn't read it wrong, but it was a small shrimp that stood up." at this time, xiuwanjie, who was high above the sky, stared at Nie Tian coldly and couldn't help laughing.

He couldn't believe his eyes. The martial artist in front of him had only Tianyu jiuzhong strength.

Such strength did not interest him at a glance.

I really don't understand where the man in front of me came from. He dared to stand up at this time.

"Your Highness, please step back and give this guy to me." Nie Tian ignored xiuwanjie, but smiled faintly at the saint of heaven and said calmly.

"Hmm?" the saint of heaven looked at Nie Tian and couldn't help but be stunned. Her face was confused and her eyes were full of distrust.

It's not her fault. No normal person would believe that a holy oracle could resist all kinds of disasters.

She even suspected that the silver haired warrior in front of her would not be a fool.

When they heard Nie Tian's words, they couldn't help but change their faces and whispered.

"Who is this boy? He's so powerful that he dares to run out and show off as a hero. Isn't that fatal?"

"Hum, I think this boy must admire the holy daughter. He is crazy and even ignores his life."

"Alas, I don't have the strength to learn from other people's heroes to save the United States. I don't know how to live or die."

The crowd was talking, but they were satirizing Nie Tian.

They didn't realize that Nie Tian was saving the saint of heaven. If the saint of heaven didn't do it, I'm afraid many people present would become the wronged soul under the palm of xiuwanjie.

They didn't dare to make a move, but they had to satirize Nie Tian, and even looked like righteous words. It was shameless.

"Boy, you're a little interesting." at this time, xiuwanjie smiled. He had paid attention to Nie Tian before, so he had some impression of the latter. He didn't expect that the little shrimp was so brave.

"Come on." Nie Tian's eyes sank coldly and stepped out. His figure was like electricity. He stood high in the sky and his sword intention surged wildly. He really wanted to fight xiuwanjie.

"Hum." xiuwanjie smiled and said proudly, "interesting mole ants are still mole ants. In the eyes of this devil, you are no different from those wastes!"

"Really?" Nie Tian's mouth pulled a touch of coolness, and his eyes showed fearlessness.

Xiuwanjie's face changed slightly and said, "boy, since you want to die, the devil will help you."

"Boom!" the voice fell. He turned his palm directly and clapped it horizontally. Suddenly, the ghost spirit surged like the sea, turned into a violent palm shadow and pressed against Nie Tian.

Nie Tian's eyes sank slightly without hesitation. He directly impacted the martial body with his pupil force. The body of the gods and Demons opened, and the forces of the gods and Demons appeared, dark as an abyss.

In an instant, Nie Tian's face appeared a series of reverse patterns of gods and demons. The red and bloody runes made his whole person look very evil, like the devil out of hell.

"Boom!" then, his momentum soared wildly, urging the sword to the extreme, like a storm.

"Heaven's sword goes against the sun!" the next moment, Nie Tian roared, Hao Tian's sword came out, and the sword shadow roared out like a roaring beast and rushed to the oppressive palm.

"Roar!" when the swords collided, the world trembled, and the violent power surged away, turning into rolling waves, raging madly in the void.

"Huh?" at this time, Xiu Wanjie suddenly felt a sharp sword coming to his face, which surprised him. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

"Poof!" the sword Qi attacked and killed in an instant. Xiu Wanjie felt a flash of light in front of him, and then there was a burning pain on his face.

His face was clearly marked with a bloody sword scar!

Sword mark!

Nie Tian left a sword mark on his face!

The unexpected scene made everyone's eyes tremble, and then one after another froze. A pair of eyes looked at xiuwanjie, and the shock in their hearts was written on their faces.

They never dreamed that Nie Tian blocked Xiu Wanjie's palm, and left a sword mark on Xiu Wanjie's face!

The atmosphere, dead and depressed, was stifling.

Xiuwanjie Leng stood on the void, his eyes were trembling, the sword marks on his face were trembling, the whole body was trembling, and even the blood in his body was trembling.

This is the trembling of anger and the sign of anger killing!