Nie Tian's figure stood in the void, his eyes like torches, staring at Mo Zhaojing.
In the third palm, Mo Zhaojing used the giant spirit's true form, the demon bone white lotus, and the power of the demon bone blade was so powerful that Nie Tian's six layers were directly shattered. But he still had a seventh layer of defense, which was his nine-star dragon vein.
body!
The dragon's energy protects his body, and even the demon bone blade cannot seriously injure him.
Nie Tian's vitality was severely depleted at this moment, but he didn't care at all. He stared at Mo Zhaojing with cold eyes, waiting for the latter to let him go.
"Three palms, Nie Tian really received three palms from Lord Mo Zhaojing!" The crowd looked at the figure in the sky and the whole place was excited. No one expected that Nie Tian actually received three palms from Mo Zhaojing.
Countless pairs of eyes became obsessed, and the looks they looked at Nie Tian became shocked, awe, reverence, and even worship.
Tang Hao, Meng Fanchen and others froze on the spot, their mouths opened wide, and they couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
Tang Hao thought to himself that he could also take over Mo Zhaojing's three palms, but he was at the peak of Divine Wheel strength, and Nie Tian only had the third level of Divine Wheel strength.
Although he didn't know what happened to Nie Tian, Tang Hao determined that his teacher was more terrifying than before!
"Not dead!" Mo Zhaojing was stunned for a few seconds. It wasn't until Nie Tian's voice rang in his ears that he realized what he was doing. He looked shocked and screamed.
He put all his strength into a palm, but he didn't kill Nie Tian. How could this be possible?
"Mo Zhaojing, I'm not dead, I disappoint you." Nie Tian raised the corner of his mouth mockingly and smiled coldly: "Three palms have passed, let him go."
Mo Zhaojing's body shook violently, his pupils shrank suddenly, as if he was waking up from a dream, and he kept mumbling: "Impossible, impossible, this is impossible!"
After a long time, Mo Zhaojing finally calmed down.
Suddenly, there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes. He looked at Nie Tian with trembling eyes and roared: "Let him go!"
In front of everyone in the world, Mo Zhaojing did not dare to break his promise, but there was a strange look in his eyes.
Two warriors from the Mo family stepped forward and gingerly handed Nie Yurou to Nie Tian.
Nie Tian's spiritual consciousness carefully checked Nie Yurou's body to make sure that the latter was fine, and his face relaxed a lot.
Although Nie Tian and Mo Yu were in a life-and-death duel, Mo Yu was already a useless person and he had no intention of continuing to entangle with him. The Sumeru Martial Arts Association should also come to an end.
But just when Nie Tian turned around and was about to leave, Mo Zhaojing suddenly burst into laughter.
"Nie Tian!" Mo Zhaojing roared, looking at Nie Tian with cold eyes, his eyes were strange and sinister, "For your sister, you took my three palms, then what price are you willing to pay for Mo Ruxi?"
"Mo Ruxi!" Upon hearing this name, Nie Tian's body trembled and his pupils suddenly shrank.
At this moment, two people appeared behind Mo Zhaojing again. One of them was holding a bed. Lying on the bed was a red-haired woman, who turned out to be Mo Ruxi!
Mo Zhaojing not only kidnapped Nie Yurou, but also kidnapped Mo Ruxi!
"Hiss-!" The sudden scene made the crowd take a breath. Mo Zhaojing kidnapped two of Nie Tian's closest relatives. The first one asked Nie Tian to receive three palms from him. Did the second one still want Nie Tian to do it?
Receive three more palms?
Nie Tian's energy was exhausted at this time, and it was impossible for him to receive Mo Zhaojing's three palms again.
"Mo-Zhao-Jing!" Nie Tian handed Nie Yurou into Meng Fanchen's hands. He was completely furious. The momentum in his body suddenly surged. His whole body was as sharp as an unsheathed sword, as if it was about to split the sky.
"Mo Zhaojing, do you know what you are doing?" Tang Hao reacted and was equally angry, roaring in a deep voice.
"Nie Tian, Tang Hao, you forced me to do this. Since Nie Tian has abolished my son, I will also abolish him." Mo Zhaojingsen smiled coldly and said: "Nie Tian, if you want to save Mo Ruxi,
Then destroy your Yuanmai!"
Destroy your own vitality!
Mo Zhaojing's words were like thunder, shocking everyone's heart.
He didn't want Nie Tian to receive three more palms, but he wanted Nie Tian to destroy his Yuan Veins. It was really cruel.
In an instant, all eyes were focused on Nie Tian again, waiting for his answer.
"Would Nie Tianzhen really destroy his Yuanmai for the sake of Mo Ruxi?" People were doubting in their hearts.
"Okay, I promise you!" Almost as soon as Mo Zhaojing's voice fell, Nie Tian's voice rang out.
For Mo Ruxi, he is willing to destroy his Yuanmai!
Everyone's eyes stagnated for an instant, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Countless pairs of eyes stared at Nie Tian, and the shock in their hearts was all written on their faces.
Nie Tian is a super genius with an unlimited future, but once he destroys his Yuanmai, it will be like ruining his life.
"Teacher!" This time, Tang Hao could no longer control himself. He took a step forward and wailed.
"Teacher?!" When the crowd heard Tang Hao's voice, their pupils suddenly shrank, they couldn't believe their ears or their eyes.
Nie Tian is Tang Hao's teacher?
How can this be!
Everyone froze at this moment, even Mo Zhaojing was stunned on the spot.
Nie Tian ignored the reaction of the crowd and took a step forward. His whole body shook slightly, and a powerful force surged in his Yuan Veins.
As soon as his consciousness moves, the nine vital energy veins will instantly collapse.
"Hmph, interesting!" Just when Nie Tian was about to destroy his Yuan Vein, a sinister and evil voice suddenly sounded, "Since this girl is so important to Elder Nie Tian, I will take her away first.
"
The faint voice fell, and a ball of black energy suddenly appeared in the void and filled the air.
The two warriors beside Mo Zhaojing fell down directly before they understood what was going on. Mo Ruxi was swept away by the black energy, and the sinister voice sounded again: "Nie Tian, you killed my son,
You can only be killed by me. If you want this girl to be safe, come to me in the bloody massacre in three days."
The cold voice fell, and the black air disappeared instantly.
"Tang Hao, stop him!" Nie Tian roared, and the blood in his body boiled instantly. Amidst the endless blood light, a sword thrust out, and a hundred-meter-large bloody sword shadow bloomed and pressed toward the void.
past.
"Boom!" The sound of the air being split was heard, and nothing was hit by the sword.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and most people didn't react.
That mass of black energy is none other than the master of Ling Xuantian Pavilion, Ghost!
No one thought that the ghost had been lurking in the martial arts field and never left.
Tang Hao reacted at this time, his body shook, and he rose into the sky. The Ghost Eyes of Ten Thousand Tribulations opened, but there was not even half a human figure in the void.
The ghost's lurking skills are so good that if he doesn't take the initiative, his presence will not be detected at all.
"Leave this person behind!" At this moment, a tender cry sounded, and a figure suddenly appeared, and immediately a pillar of red fire shot out and blasted into the void.
"Ghost, you can't escape!" Almost at the same moment, another voice sounded, and in the void, a sword light as bright as the sea appeared, and the terrifying sword intent bloomed instantly, following the pillar of fire in the air