Chapter 4635

The moment Nie Tian's sharp sword came out of its sheath, the whole canyon was shrouded with a huge sword potential, and the world around him was shocked.

"What a terrible sword power!" Wu tongqi felt the pressure of the sword power coming on his face, and his eyes shrank suddenly, shocked.

He never thought that Nie Tian's sword power had reached such a level.

Although he doesn't know much about the swordsman, he also knows a little about it.

He has seen many swordsmen who fight against the holy land. Although he is not a master of kendo, he is definitely a sword bully.

But the sword power of those people was more than one or two worse than Nie Tianlai.

Among all the swordsmen Wu tongqi had seen, there was no one who could compare with Nie Tian.

What kind of state did Nie Tian's Kendo cultivation achieve? How could he release such a terrible sword momentum in an instant?

Previously, Wu tongqi thought that Nie Tian's strength should be similar to that of Yu Jingchen. Even if it is stronger than Yu Jingchen, it is definitely not much stronger.

But now he knew he had the wrong number.

Nie Tian is far more powerful than Yu Jingchen!

With this sword power alone, Nie Tian is enough to fight against the strong of tianwu Saint Zu!

"Today, Haotian sword is the sword of killing!" Nie Tian's eyes were cold and indifferent. The cold voice, like a sigh of death, made everyone feel cool behind his back.

Hundreds of three pole sect martial artists could not stop retreating under the threat of this chill.

"What's the panic?" Wu tongqi's eyes sank, drank low, and said: "he's just a Tianjue double holy emperor. Is he so terrible? Listen to me, everyone. If you step back, you'll kill him!"

"Yes!" when Wu tongqi yelled at the warrior of the three pole sect, he immediately calmed down and responded in unison, like thunder.

After all, they are people who have experienced countless lives and deaths. Naturally, they understand that being timid at this time will be a dead end.

"Everyone listen to the order and fight together to kill Nie Tian!" Wu tongqi's eyes suddenly looked cold, and his momentum surged wildly, resisting the sword momentum in the void.

"Kill!" hundreds of the three pole sect martial arts masters suddenly roared with great momentum, and their killing intention rolled away.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" in the next moment, attacks rose all over the sky, like thousands of animals rushing, directly pressing towards Nie Tian.

"Good luck!" Nie Tian's eyes were low and he was not afraid at all. He laughed wildly. Hao Tian's sword swept through the air and cut out. The spirit and devil's sword rushed into the sky, and the void moved with a bang, as if heaven and earth were about to collapse.

"Bang!" then, the extreme sword collided and attacked endlessly. The void sounded dull, and the terrible impact spread everywhere and raged madly.

Nie stood as cold as a mountain, and his figure did not retreat at all.

On the contrary, the hundreds of martial artists opposite are difficult to resist the strong impact. Many people fly out directly, and some people also retreat one after another. Only a few Tianjue high-level martial artists can be stable.

"How can this guy's strength be so strong?" Wu tongqi couldn't help trembling when he saw this scene.

In the face of the joint attack of hundreds of Tianjie Tianjue wuzhe, Nie Tian could not move the grain silk. This strength is terrible!

Ask yourself, even if he is the hall leader, he can't deal with so many people's joint attack so calmly.

At this moment, he knew that Nie Tian's strength was far above his expectation.

"A group of waste, lead to death!" at this time, Nie Tian's figure moved, like a streamer sword blade, suddenly came out.

"Bang Bang..." the next moment, where the streamer passed, it was bloody.

Before they had time to scream, countless three pole sect warriors exploded and died under the impact of strong sword intention.

In the blink of an eye, bloody rain waterfalls burst open in the canyon.

When Nie Tian's figure stopped, there were hundreds of three pole sect martial artists. There were only dozens left.

Wu tongqi was stunned by this scene, and his lips twitched. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

In such a short time, Nie Tian slaughtered hundreds of people, which is really terrible.

Sure enough, as Nie Tian himself said, Haotian sword has become the sword of killing people and the sword of killing dogs today!

Those who survived looked at Nie Tian in horror.

The atmosphere is dead and depressed.

"This, this guy is a man or a ghost?" after a long time, someone finally reacted and looked at Nie Tian with a trembling voice, as if watching a demon coming out of hell.

Nie Tian's strength has far exceeded their understanding of martial arts.

Nie Tian, is it true that only Tianjue two is rebuilt?

"Murderers, people will always kill!" Nie Tian's eyes were gloomy, the corners of his mouth moved, and said calmly: "when you slaughtered tianwu society, you should think of today!"

"You already know that tianwu will be destroyed. No wonder it's so cruel!" the others looked at each other and dared not speak. A moment later, Wu tongqi stood up and smiled coldly.

"Say your name, I can save your life!" Nie Tianmu stared at Wu tongqi coldly, and the killing intention in his eyes never subsided.

"Ridiculous!" Wu tongqi strongly supported his momentum and said in a harsh voice: "just a Tianjue double holy emperor, why should he fight with my tianwu holy ancestor?"

"Really?" Nie Tian's mouth pulled a touch of cold, Hao Tian's sword raised slightly and said, "you tianwu saint, can you stop my sword?"

"I......" in an instant, Wu tongqi suddenly realized that Nie Tian's momentum was several times stronger than before, and a strange Rune pattern appeared in the corner of his eyes, making his originally cold face evil.

It seems that Nie Tiangang is just playing and doesn't show his real strength at all!

Wu tongqi suddenly had an ominous premonition that he might not be able to stop Nie Tian's sword.

"Say your name!" Nie Tian's eyes sank and opened his mouth coldly.

"I, I, my name is Wu tongqi. I'm the leader of wuze Hall of Sanji gate." Wu tongqi's eyes trembled and his tongue kept spinning. He said his identity by devious means.

Perhaps, subconsciously, he has completely surrendered to Nie Tian.

When the others heard that Wu tongqi claimed his identity, their faces suddenly changed and they were extremely shocked.

"Big, my Lord, my name is Chen Feng. Please don't kill me..."

"My name is Hou Qing. Please forgive me."

"I, and I, my name is Li Tongtong. Please forgive me."

At the next moment, not only who took the lead, these guys who kill people without blinking their eyes on weekdays actually knelt down and desperately reported their names, hoping that Nie Tian would spare them.

But in Nie Tian's eyes, there was no fluctuation, but the corners of his mouth pulled indifferently.

Is this the warrior of the three pole gate?

Is this their martial will?

Is this the so-called holy king and holy emperor?

Their kneeling and begging for mercy at this time not only failed to save their lives, but also gave up their dignity of death.

The sword in Nie Tian's hand is a murderous sword. How can he spare anyone!
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