"Boom!" Mr. Wu Ming stood coldly in the void, his eyes were extremely red, and the murderous intention in his body was almost condensed into substance, impacting the void in an extremely terrifying manner.
At this time, he was completely angered.
He never expected that the eighth-level saint of Tianyun in front of him would be so troublesome.
Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly at this time, and his expression changed a bit.
Just as he was fighting Master Wu Ming, hundreds of Sanyin ghost soldiers appeared in the surrounding space.
The most troublesome thing is that more than a dozen Sanyin Ghost Kings have appeared.
Of course, Nie Tian didn't look down on a Three Yin Ghost King.
But if more than a dozen powerful ghost kings appeared together, the threat to him would be great.
What's even more troublesome is that even if these ghost kings and ghost soldiers can't kill him, they can certainly hold him back.
The longer he delays here, the more people from Sanyin Palace will be attracted.
At the moment, there are only ghost kings and ghost soldiers, plus a young master named Wu Ming. Maybe some ghost kings, ghost kings, and young master You Ming will come later.
By then, it will be really bad.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" At this time, a group of ghost kings and ghost soldiers approached Nie Tian, and their violent momentum impacted the void. It was so powerful that the earth and the earth trembled.
Nie Tian frowned and his face became even more ugly.
In the current situation, even if more than a dozen powerful ghost kings attack together, he will not be able to resist.
"Everyone, stand down!" But at this moment, Mr. Wu Ming seemed to be going crazy, and suddenly roared, extremely furious.
All the Sanyin ghosts were stunned for a moment, and then they actually stopped and focused their attention on Master Wuming's hands.
"No one is allowed to interfere, I will kill this kid with my own hands!" Young Master Wu Ming roared, the murderous intent in his eyes was very terrifying and extremely sinister.
Nie Tian had just wounded him with a sword, which made him feel extremely humiliated.
In order to wash away this shame, he must kill Nie Tian to eliminate the resentment in his heart.
The faces of the Three Yin Ghosts were a little downcast, and they all looked at each other, obviously considering whether to listen to Master Wu Ming's words.
"Back off!" Mr. Wu Ming roared again, and the aura in his body was released crazily, extremely violent.
The eyes of the three Yin ghosts changed slightly, and they actually retreated.
It seems that they are very afraid of Mr. Wu Ming.
This undoubtedly shows that Mr. Wu Ming must have a very high status and have a strong person behind him.
"Boy, you are dead!" Then, Young Master Wu Ming smiled coldly, his eyes were extremely serious, and he stared at Nie Tian like a poisonous wolf.
"Kill me with your own hands." Nie Tian laughed at this moment and said, "Now it's interesting."
"You are looking for death!" Master Wuming heard Nie Tian repeating his previous words. He immediately became furious and roared. The figure moved again, and the Yin energy rose into the sky, more violently than before, setting off endless Yin energy in the void.
The wild waves were rolling like a tidal wave, rushing toward Nie Tian.
"Boom!" The wild waves of Yin Qi hit the void, rolling like thunder, like huge dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun.
Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt an extremely strong oppressive aura, which actually made him feel slightly suffocated.
At the same time, he also felt the energy of blood.
Obviously, in order to kill him, Mr. Wuming directly used the power of blood!
The dignified Mr. Wu Ming actually used the power of blood to kill an eighth-level warrior of Tianyun. If this scene were told, not many people would believe it.
Nie Tian's eyes flickered and his brain was working rapidly. He was thinking about whether to kill Mr. Wu Ming directly.
With his current strength, if he activates his divine and demonic body, the power that will burst out in an instant, even if he cannot kill Mr. Wu Ming, will certainly be able to severely injure him.
Then, he can take advantage of the shock of the Ghost King and Ghost Soldiers to directly activate a forbidden star soul and rush out forcefully.
However, after he does this, even if he succeeds, he will definitely be chased madly by the Sanyin Palace.
The Ghost Emperor said before that Emperor Sanyin is the supreme being in Yin City. If he offends Sanyin Palace, he may not have a foothold in Yin City.
Therefore, he was thinking of another method: taking Master Wu Ming as a hostage and leaving here.
Since Mr. Wuming can stop these ghost kings, it shows that he has a high status. It seems very suitable to be used as a hostage.
At the thought of this, Nie Tian's eyes suddenly darkened, and his eyes became extremely determined. He raised the Haotian Sword in his hand and passed through the void. The sword's light was like a light that stretched thousands of feet, instantly illuminating the dim time and space.
"The ninth limit of the starry sky, the sixth limit, the sun is destroyed!" The next moment, Nie Tian said deeply, and the Haotian Sword killed with one strike. The shadow of the sword was like a dragon that defied the sky, rushing towards it wildly, bombarding the wild waves of Yin Qi.
"You brat, you can't stop the power of my bloodline!" Mr. Wuming laughed wildly, very confident in his bloodline.
However, at the next moment, his smile stopped abruptly.
"Boom! Bang bang bang..." High in the sky, the huge dragon hit the wild waves of Yin Qi, causing the surrounding void to roar. Then the wild waves of Yin Qi actually began to explode, shattering instantly and turning into a series of waves.
The Yin Qi dissipates.
"This..." The scene that caught his eye made Mr. Wu Ming's expression change with horror, and he was speechless.
He never dreamed that the power of his bloodline, which he was so proud of, would be shattered by a sword from an eighth-level saint warrior of Tianyun.
How can this be?
Who exactly is Nie Tian?
How could it be so fierce?
"The power of your bloodline is vulnerable to a single blow!" At this moment, Nie Tian's voice sounded, and then his figure was like a stream of light, rushing straight towards Master Wu Ming.
"What are you going to do?" Mr. Wuming was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, but it was already too late.
Just before his screams could stop, Nie Tian's figure had already arrived less than a hundred meters away from him.
Nie Tian took one step forward and was almost face to face with him in the next moment.
Mr. Wuming's eyes trembled subconsciously, and then he punched out.
However, his punch was directly blocked by Nie Tian with his hand, and then the latter suddenly used force to crush his fist.
"Ah!" The sudden severe pain caught Master Wuming off guard and he screamed.
At this time, Nie Tian's figure moved, and his big hand stretched out, like an iron clamp, and directly clasped Mr. Wu Ming's neck.
In a close-range martial arts battle, even a warrior with a higher level of cultivation may not be Nie Tian's opponent, let alone Mr. Wu Ming.
Moreover, Nie Tian's timing was very good, and Master Wu Ming was caught off guard and was directly controlled by him.
"You..." Mr. Wu Ming felt that his neck was pressed by a huge force, and all the meridians in his body were blocked by a powerful sword intent. His face changed with horror, but he was speechless.