When Nie Tian saw this scene, his face couldn't help but darken.
These black-clothed warriors are obviously members of the Blood Soul Sect. Judging from their aura, they are all powerful Saint Lord Tianyi.
"Blood Soul Guards!" When everyone saw the group of black-clothed warriors, their eyes trembled with horror, and they all screamed.
Who would have thought that what happened here would alarm the Blood Soul Guards!
Throughout the underworld, the Blood Soul Guard's name is extremely loud and famous.
Anything that can alarm the Blood Soul Guards is a very big deal.
The battle between Nie Tian and Dongfang Ting actually attracted the blood soul guards. This was something no one expected.
"The Blood Soul Guard is here!" At this time, Dongfang Ting suddenly reacted and shouted in surprise. With undisguised excitement in his eyes, he stared at Nie Tian and said, "You brat, you are dead!
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Nie Tian frowned and his face looked very ugly.
"Boom!" Then, a huge momentum surged forward, and the void trembled. Dozens of Blood Soul Guards descended forcefully, each with a surging momentum, standing in the void like a series of mountains.
Nie Tian suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression, his face changed slightly, his eyes swept over the Blood Soul Guard, and he was quite surprised.
The strength of these blood soul guards is very strong. The weakest ones are all the fifth-level saints of Tianyi, and there are even many ninth-level saints of Tianyi.
Such strength, placed in the ordinary intermediate holy world, is already a peak powerhouse.
The Blood Soul Sect is really powerful, no wonder it can rule the entire underworld.
"What happened here?" At this time, a figure stepped out from the sky, and a deep voice sounded like thunder, shaking everyone's eardrums to the point of bursting.
Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the person who spoke was a middle-aged warrior with a burly figure, a face as cold as a knife, and eyes as deep as water, as if hiding endless vicissitudes of life.
Although this middle-aged man is condensing his aura, his aura is as vast as the river and the sea, far stronger than Cang Nanyu and Yan Zun, and even compared to powerful men like Black Emperor and Sanyin Emperor.
Not much inferior.
Nie Tian's spiritual consciousness passed through the middle-aged man's body, but could not perceive the latter's true cultivation level.
He speculated that this person should be the powerful Holy King of Heavenly Tribulation, and he might even be stronger!
"It's him!" When Dongfang Ting saw the middle-aged man, his eyes couldn't help but trembled, his face changed immediately, and his heart sank.
He did not expect that the person who appeared at this moment was actually the leader of the Blood Soul Sect's Punishment Hall, Sima Xiu!
Everyone in the Blood Soul Sect knows that Sima Xiu is an iron-faced tiger who doesn't give face to anyone and does everything according to the Blood Soul Sect's rules.
In the Blood Soul Sect, Sima Xiu has a nickname, Tie Sima!
Dongfang Ting really didn't expect that his battle with Nie Tian would alarm Sima Xiu, the head of the Punishment Hall.
Logically speaking, for such a trivial matter, just a casual punishment hall captain would be fine, and it shouldn't attract Sima Xiu's attention.
"Palace Master Sima, this kid is causing trouble here and even injured Brother Dongfang and me." At this time, Sang Hui stood up and pointed directly at Nie Tian and shouted.
At this time, he was in a mess and his face was pale, but fortunately he had his clothes on.
"Did he hurt you?" Sima Xiu's eyes darkened slightly. He stared at Nie Tian for a long time, as if he was looking for something, his eyes looked a little strange, and then he locked on Dongfang Ting and said coldly: "Dignified.
Will Young Master Dongfang also be beaten?"
Dongfang Ting looked embarrassed and reluctantly put on his clothes. His eyes were trembling and he said nothing.
"Hall Master Sima, you have seen that both of us were indeed injured by this boy, and Brother Dongfang was seriously injured." Sang Hui spoke again at this time and said: "This boy, in front of so many people,
Beating me and Brother Dongfang like this is like slapping the Blood Soul Sect in the face!"
"Really?" Sima Xiu turned his eyes, stared at Sang Hui like a pair of cold blades, and said coldly: "This hall master wants to know why he, a foreign warrior, beats you? And between the two of you, one is Tianyu
Why would a ninth-level saint master, one of whom is a first-level saint of Tianyi, be beaten like this by an eighth-level saint of Tianyun?"
"This..." Sang Hui was stunned, his face turned red and green, and he was speechless for a moment.
He and Dongfang Ting's cultivation levels were indeed much higher than Nie Tian's, but their combat power was much weaker than Nie Tian's.
"Sima Xiu, you have seen it. The two of us were beaten by this man. Do you want to pretend not to see it and stand by?" At this time, Dongfang Ting recovered a little, and his eyes were extremely sinister, and he looked directly at Sima.
Xiu growled.
Taking advantage of the fact that he was the son of the deputy sect leader, he actually called Sima Xiu by his first name.
"Huh?" Sima Xiu's face darkened, his eyes revealed a chill, and he looked directly at Dongfang Ting. Suddenly, a terrifying momentum flew out of the air, pressing on Dongfang Ting's body, making the latter instantly breathless.
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"I..." Dongfang Ting felt that his whole body was enveloped by an invisible force. His originally pale face became red and congested, and his whole body was about to be crushed.
"Can you call me by the name of my hall master?" Sima Xiu said coldly with a low expression on his face, his whole body exuding a tyrannical and unrivaled majesty.
In the entire Blood Soul Sect, except for the Blood Soul Ancestor, no one dared to call Sima Xiu directly by his first name.
Even Dongfangting's father must respectfully call him Hall Master Sima.
When everyone saw this scene, their eyes couldn't help but tremble, and they were even more confused in their hearts.
Who would have thought that after Sima Xiu arrived, he would not care about Nie Tian at all, but would target Dongfang Ting and Sang Hui everywhere.
"Master Sima, Brother Dongfang was in a hurry and said the wrong thing. Please show mercy." Seeing this, Sang Hui shouted anxiously for fear that something might happen to Dongfang Pavilion.
With Sima Xiu's character, it is really possible to kill Dongfang Ting directly in anger.
"Dongfang Ting, if it wasn't for your father's sake, this hall master would have killed you long ago." Sima Xiu sneered, and then the power exerted on Dongfang Ting disappeared.
"Thank you very much, Hall Master Sima." Dongfang Ting relaxed and immediately bowed his head to Sima Xiu, not daring to be any arrogant again.
"Huh!" Sima Mao snorted coldly, then turned his eyes and landed directly on Nie Tian. His eyes flickered strangely and asked solemnly: "What's your name?"
"Nie Tian." Nie Tian frowned and replied calmly.
He was very puzzled why Sima Mao asked him his name directly without asking him what happened just now.
"Nie Tian." Sima Xiu muttered, his eyes looking at Nie Tian became even weirder, as if he was thinking about something.
Nie Tian looked confused. He didn't know what Sima Xiu was thinking, so he could only watch from the side.
"What happened just now ends here. Before the journey of blood soul begins, this hall master doesn't want to see any more accidents!" After a moment, Sima Xiu finally spoke and said loudly.
When his words fell, everyone present was stunned. Everyone looked strange and suspected that they heard wrongly.
Nie Tian almost killed Dongfang Ting, but Sima Xiu didn't punish him in any way, and even protected Nie Tian even in words. This was too strange.