"Boom!" In the void, Nie Tian's figure fell down, stepped out, and landed directly on Yang Xun's head, causing the void to tremble.
"Poof!" After a muffled sound, Yang Xun's body suddenly trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His whole body was like a cannonball, hitting the ground directly.
"Boom!" A loud roar came from the ground, and Yang Xun directly smashed a big hole, and half of his body sank deep into the ground.
At this time, Nie Tian's figure fell down like a boulder, and stepped directly on Yang Xun's neck with one foot, arrogantly and domineeringly.
"You..." Yang Xun's eyes trembled, and he was too horrified to speak.
His whole body was covered in blood, and his face was crooked, almost unrecognizable.
Originally, he and Nie Tian were still in a confrontational situation, but in an instant, Nie Tian rushed over, and the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse. Before he could react, he was directly stepped on by Nie Tian.
He was in severe pain all over his body, blood was flowing everywhere, and he was in a very embarrassed state.
But what was even more unacceptable to him than these was that he was stepped on by Nie Tian.
He is a warrior from the holy world, he is the majestic Ten Thousand Swords, he is the swordsman of Yun Yun, a being who dominates everything from above.
But at this moment, Nie Tian stepped on his head with his foot and couldn't even speak.
This kind of humiliation, this kind of trampling on his dignity, was unacceptable to him.
At this moment, he was staring at Nie Tian with bloodshot eyes, wishing he could peel off Nie Tian's skin, cramp his muscles, chop him into pieces with thousands of knives, cut his body into thousands of pieces, crush his bones and spread ashes!
Originally, in his eyes, Nie Tian was like an ant, but he was trampled on the head by an ant. This humiliation almost drove him crazy.
"This guy is so ruthless!" The Wanjian warriors in the sky looked at the anger in front of them and took a breath of cold air. Especially when their eyes touched Nie Tian, their tail bones were cold and their eyes were cold.
He was shaking constantly, obviously very scared.
Nie Tian had long seen that Yang Xunzhang was violent and self-righteous.
So he stepped on Yang Xun's head and completely destroyed his psychology!
This kind of psychological blow is more cruel than any torture!
"Yang Xun, I'm stepping on your head now! Where's your arrogance? Where's your pride? Where's your self-righteous dignity?" At this moment, Nie Tian suddenly exerted force on his feet and roared wildly, guessing Yang Xun's whole body.
The body sank into the ground.
Yang Xun's eyes trembled, and his eyes bulged out from the pressure, almost detached from his eyeballs.
His entire face was completely distorted and collapsed, and he was extremely miserable.
But his consciousness was extremely clear, allowing him to truly feel the humiliation at this time!
At a certain moment, he looked at the seven or eight Ten Thousand Sword warriors high in the sky, seemingly seeking help.
But these people who usually treated him respectfully and called him brothers were indifferent at this time and had no intention of taking action at all.
Each of these Ten Thousand Sword Warriors is a Saint Swordsman in the Sword Rhythm Realm. If they attack together, Nie Tian will not be able to resist them at all.
But they didn't dare to take action.
On the one hand, they were shocked by Nie Tian's own strength and believed that it would be impossible to defeat Nie Tian if alone.
The more important aspect is that they believe that there must be a strong person behind Nie Tian. Otherwise, Nie Tian would not dare to come to Yangxun so arrogantly.
They even believed that Nie Tian might be a warrior from a certain holy world, otherwise his strength would not be so abnormal.
They absolutely did not believe that a domain warrior could have such strength at such a young age.
Based on these considerations, they did not dare to take action.
"Yang Xun, let me ask you now, where is my friend?" Nie Tian said coldly and asked in a deep voice.
Of course he will not forget that he came here to find Mo Qianjun and Jiu Qian Sheng.
"They're dead!" Yang Xun felt a little relieved, but he had a fierce look on his face and roared violently.
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He was humiliated by Nie Tian, who still wanted to learn from him the whereabouts of Mo Qianjun and Jiu Qiansheng, which was a wishful thinking!
"Are you so courageous?" Nie Tian's eyes darkened, his eyes gleamed with coldness, and he said coldly: "I want to see how courageous you are!"
After saying that, with a thought in his mind, the bone-corroding soul-refining rope appeared, crashed down, and directly pierced Yang Xun's chest.
"Ah—!" The sudden severe pain made Yang Xun howl miserably. The scream was extremely cruel.
The bone-corroding soul-refining rope has the power to corrode bones and refine the soul, directly penetrating Yang Xun's chest and impacting his body, making his body and soul feel like they are being torn apart.
This kind of horrific torture is definitely not something ordinary people can bear.
When the maids and swordswomen saw this scene, many of them closed their eyes and did not dare to look anymore.
They never imagined that Nie Tian, who had just saved their lives, would have such a cruel side.
At this time, Nie Tian had a sneer on his face, and a cold and cold light surged in his eyes.
No matter what a scum like Yang Xun did, Nie Tian would never think it was too much.
"Yang Xun, you have one more chance to speak, cherish it!" Then, Nie Tian spoke again, the murderous intent in his eyes ready to come out.
He was not threatening Yang Xun, but was determined to kill.
Next, whether Yang Xun tells the whereabouts of Mo Qianjun and Jiu Qiansheng or not, Nie Tian will kill these people directly!
If such a scumbag was left unkilled, Nie Tian would be extremely angry.
"I, I, I said." Yang Xun felt the bone-corroding soul-refining rope stop slightly, the corners of his crooked mouth twitched, and his eyes actually shed tears.
He was really beaten to tears by Nie Tian!
"They are in the secret room here!" Yang Xun said with difficulty, his eyes trembling.
"What secret room?" Nie Tian frowned and said coldly.
"Right, right behind you." Yang Xunqiang held his breath, and it was difficult to say every word.
"Huh?" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed and he turned to look behind him. Sure enough, he found a hidden stone door.
It turns out that there is a secret room in this valley!
"Very good!" Nie Tian sneered, his eyes flashing with coldness, he looked at Yang Xun and said, "You are no longer useful, take your humiliation and die!"
After saying that, he suddenly raised his feet, and the power of his physical body exploded instantly, becoming extremely violent.
The next moment, as long as his foot falls, Yang Xun will be trampled into a puddle of flesh.
"Don't kill him!" However, at this moment, a low roar suddenly came from the void, and then a terrifying sword intent aura appeared, coming through the air, extremely sharp.
"Lord Sixth Haotian!" The Wanjian strongman in the sky reacted immediately and looked into the void. What caught his eye was a figure speeding towards him. It was none other than the Sixth Haotian.
"I must kill!" Nie Tian raised his head and saw the Sixth Haotian, but he twitched the corners of his mouth and spoke coldly, then raised his foot and dropped it directly.
"Bang!" As the kick fell, a muffled sound was heard in the air, and immediately a tragic and bloody scene occurred, and the ground was covered in blood.
Yang Xun didn't even have time to let out the last scream, and his whole body turned into a puddle of flesh, and he couldn't die any more!