"Ying Longxiao, are you crazy?" Ying Cangqiong saw that Ying Longxiao was actually going to attack Nie Tian again, his eyes darkened and he shouted.
"Nie Tian, take my three swords." But at this time, Ying Longxiao was extremely crazy, with a pair of eyes filled with fanatical killing intent, and said loudly: "After three swords, if you are still alive, I will admit it.
You are the Lord of Haotian!"
"Kill!" The moment the voice fell, he roared directly, like a ferocious beast, bloody and violent. A black long sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed out with the sword. The terrifying sword shadow suddenly appeared, like
Like a mountain, it pressed towards Nie Tian.
"This lunatic!" Ying Cangqiong's eyes trembled and he screamed. He didn't expect that Ying Longxiao really wanted to kill Nie Tian.
No matter what, Nie Tian is the master of Haotian. If he dies in Qiankun Sect, will the other four forces give up?
If Nie Tian really dies, there will undoubtedly be another unprecedented civil war between the five major forces.
"Get away!" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately felt the overwhelming killing intent. He roared, telling Ying Cangqiong and Lan Zhuying to retreat.
"Nine limits of the starry sky, the sun is destroyed!" The next moment, the Haotian Sword in his hand streaked through the void, and the sword intent from his whole body came out wildly like a landslide and tsunami. The shadow of the sword shot up to the sky against the trend, killing like crazy.
"Boom! Bang bang bang..." Suddenly, two sword shadows were like two giant dragons, colliding together in the void, and a terrifying roar came out. The two sword shadows were fighting together and impacting each other.
Devouring each other, annihilating each other, waves of terrifying sword intent hit the air, as if they were going to swallow up the whole world.
"Bang! Bang!" A moment later, two muffled sounds were heard, and the figures of Nie Tian and Ying Longxiao retreated almost simultaneously.
Nie Tian retreated tens of meters, and the bluestone floor beneath his feet directly created a ravine several meters deep.
Ying Longxiao, who was in mid-air, retreated several hundred meters away before he could stabilize his body.
In a head-on collision, the two seemed to be on par.
However, Nie Tian suffered some minor injuries, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
"This..." When Lan Zhuying and Ying Cangqiong saw this scene, their expressions changed. They looked at Nie Tian in horror, unable to believe their eyes.
They did not expect that Nie Tian's current strength would reach such a terrifying level.
If they were to resist Ying Longxiao's sword, they would definitely be seriously injured even if they blocked it.
But Nie Tian only suffered some minor injuries.
More importantly, both of them knew that Nie Tian was far from showing his true strength.
"Huh?" At this time, Ying Longxiao's cold eyes trembled, and he looked at Nie Tian coldly, with a surprised expression.
Although he gained some upper hand, he didn't feel happy at all, only a huge shock.
Nie Tian's strength far exceeded his imagination.
He couldn't believe that a swordsman with only the third level of sword rhyme could block his sword.
Regardless of whether he admits it or not, his swordsmanship qualifications are far inferior to Nie Tian's.
"Second sword, kill!" At the next moment, Ying Longxiao roared again, and then his figure moved, and a sword came out to kill wildly. The sword intention in the void rolled like a violent storm, and the overwhelming momentum seemed to
To kill everything.
"Roar!" Immediately, the violent sword intent condensed into a black dragon in the void, which was ten thousand meters in size. The huge dragon body rolled in the void, oppressing the heaven and earth, and charged towards Nie Tian.
"The power of blood!" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression couldn't help but change.
He sensed the aura of bloodline power, and it seemed that Ying Longxiao directly used the bloodline power.
"Nie Tian, be careful!" Ying Cangqiong's eyes trembled violently, and he couldn't help but scream.
Ying Longxiao is really a madman, he even used the power of his bloodline.
"Holy Heaven Reverse Sword, Heaven and Man Unite, Yangchen Sacrifice!" Nie Tian's eyes sank slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he spoke in a low voice. Suddenly, the aura in his body surged crazily, and a terrifying sword power shot out into the sky.
Then a sword shadow appeared, like a giant, standing tall against the sky and the ground, with a terrifying momentum, resisting everything.
"Boom!" The next moment, in the void, the black dragon and the sword shadow collided together. There was a roar in the void, and the heaven and earth were in silence, as if they were about to collapse in an instant.
"Bang bang bang..."
"Chi chi chi..."
Then, the sound of explosions and ear-piercing roars kept coming from high in the sky, and the battle between the two sword intents set off endless huge waves.
"This..." At this time, many people watching the battle appeared around. They were completely shocked by the scene in front of them, their eyes were trembling, and they were speechless.
Ying Longxiao is a very famous swordsman in Qiankun Sect. Most people know him and are very optimistic about his strength, which is not surprising.
But Nie Tian is only the third level of Tianyun Eighth Level Sword Rhythm. How can he confront Ying Longxiao head-on?
"Bang!" At this moment, the black dragon and sword shadow high in the sky suddenly trembled, and then exploded directly, turning into wild waves.
Nie Tian's figure retreated again, with several bloody mouths appearing on his body.
Ying Longxiao was no better than him. He was knocked back a thousand meters by the impact, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
"Ying Longxiao is injured!" After the two of them stood firm, the focus of everyone's attention was the trace of blood on Ying Longxiao's mouth, and they all screamed in surprise.
It is unbelievable that Ying Longxiao was injured in this battle.
"Damn it!" Ying Long Xiao stood high in the sky and roared like a wild beast. The sword intent in his body surged wildly and was extremely violent.
He didn't expect that even if he used the power of blood, he still couldn't defeat Nie Tian.
He even doubted that the swordsman in front of him really only had the realm of the third heaven of Sword Yun?
"The third sword!" Then, Ying Longxiao roared, every word was like killing. His eyes turned red, and it was obvious that his whole body was furious.
"The third sword won't be so simple." Nie Tian twitched the corners of his mouth, and suddenly stepped on his feet. A huge pit suddenly appeared on the ground. His figure had already reached an altitude of several thousand meters, and it was with Ying Long Xiao.
Strong opposition.
"Ying Longxiao, since you provoke me like this, I won't be polite." Nie Tian's eyes were as murderous and he spoke coldly, not hiding the threat.
"Huh?" Ying Longxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression couldn't help but change. He sensed an extremely strong threatening aura from Nie Tian's body.
This smell made him very uneasy.
"Boom!" At this moment, Nie Tian took a step forward, and the sword intent in his body surged wildly, flowing in the void. Then the sword power in his body suddenly surged, and the whole person was like a whirlpool of sword intent, suddenly erupting.
.
"How could that happen?" Ying Longxiao looked at Nie Tian and felt the sword intent aura all over his body. His eyes trembled with horror and he screamed in surprise.
He simply couldn't believe that Nie Tian's swordsmanship level had improved instantly!
"Ancient Holy Soul!" At the same moment, in the distance in the void, a pair of lurking eyes stared at Nie Tian, and couldn't help but murmured, obviously very shocked.
The owner of these lurking eyes obviously did not expect that there was an ancient holy soul in Nie Tian's body!