Sikong Wuji looked at Nie Tian with resentment. He could detect the contempt in the latter's eyes. This contempt was not pretended, but the most real contempt.
"Mr. Nie, Junior Brother Sikong's status in Tianjian Pavilion is not what it used to be. Please show mercy." Xun Hai looked at Nie Tian and said in a voice to take care of Sikong Wuji's mentality.
"Yeah." Nie Tian nodded slightly and didn't say much.
With Nie Tian's assurance, Xun Hai felt much more relaxed.
"I don't believe that you will be Senior Brother Sikong's opponent." Le Shan pursed her lips and said with an unconvinced look.
Nie Tian shook his head slightly and refused to blame the other party.
After all, he was the one who swallowed the Nirvana Sacred Heart of Tianjian Pavilion. It is normal for this little girl to be hostile to him.
"Nie Tian, come on!" At this time, Sikong Wuji roared, stepped down, and his figure landed in the martial arts arena. Powerful sword intent was released around his body, and he stood there, as sharp as a sword.
Nie Tian smiled faintly, and his figure moved, landing opposite Sikong Wuji.
Facing Sikong Wuji, Nie Tian's eyes were calm, with no killing intent, only fighting intent.
Just because he doesn't kill Sikong Wuji doesn't mean he won't go all out.
Sikong Wuji is a ninth-level Tianyan warrior, and his swordsmanship has reached the peak of the sword spirit. He has two kinds of sword intent in his body, making him a very good opponent.
Compared with Sikong Wuji, Nie Tian's biggest advantage is his sword intent. He has three sword intents, and each sword intent is powerful enough and is definitely not weaker than Wuji's sword intent.
"Nie Tian, I have wanted to kill you for a long time." Sikong Wuji said coldly. His defeat that day would be a lifelong shame. Today, he must win, and he must win beautifully!
At this time, Sikong Wuji had an exciting thought in his mind: He wanted to kill Nie Tian instantly with one sword!
Yes! Only in this way can he eliminate the hatred in his heart.
"Kill me?" Nie Tian smiled faintly. There was no wave in his eyes. He was so calm that he said coldly: "Do you have the strength?"
"Whether he has the strength or not, you will know soon!" Sikong Wuji roared angrily, and a blast of killing energy roared out, almost condensing into substance and spreading towards the surrounding space.
This killing intent was very terrifying, as if the entire world was filled with killing intent.
Xun Hai and others were thousands of meters away, but they could clearly feel the murderous intent on Sikong Wuji's body, which made them unable to stop being moved.
"Junior Brother Sikong, you are still too young." Xun Hai felt the murderous intention, but shook his head slightly and sighed in his heart.
Le Shan was a little nervous and a little excited. She regarded Nie Tian as the enemy of Tianjian Pavilion and wanted to get rid of him quickly.
Xuanqiu, on the other hand, looked calm.
Having just seen Nie Tian's methods of killing people from the Jue Tian Sect, Xuanqiu had full confidence in Nie Tian.
Although Sikong Wuji is much stronger than Hou Lian, he cannot be Nie Tian's opponent.
"Nie Tian, today I will let you experience the power of my sword intent!" A furious voice roared in the air, and powerful sword intent surged out from Sikong Wuji's body. A purple brilliance bloomed out, wrapping around his body and releasing
Smells with the terrifying aura of killing.
Nie Tian looked at the purple brilliance in the sky and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. It was indeed the second kind of sword intent.
This kind of sword intention is very similar to the aura of Wuji sword intention, no wonder it can be fused with Sikong Wuji.
"Bang!" Sikong Wuji stepped forward, and his figure rose into the sky, like a heaven-shaking sword, with the power to tear apart the heaven and the earth.
The sword intent raged in the space, and the majestic sword roar resounded, like the wail of thousands of swords.
"One sword, I will kill you!" Sikong Wuji looked down at Nie Tian, his extremely sharp sword intent instantly condensed, and the Qi Kong Sword appeared in his hand. He held the sword with both hands and slashed it down with one sword.
"Buzz!" For a moment, the space was torn apart by the powerful sword intent, making a terrifying buzzing sound. Then, the endless sword intent rolled down, the rumbling sound continued, the brilliance of the sword suddenly bloomed, and the space was cut out
A terrible purple crack.
"What a powerful sword!" Xun Hai and others couldn't help but screamed when they saw this scene.
Xun Hai knew that Sikong Wuji had made a qualitative leap in strength by integrating the Purple Light Sword Intent, but he did not expect that the latter's combat power would be so powerful.
Xuanqiu couldn't help but become nervous at this moment, secretly sweating for Nie Tian.
Nie Tian looked at Sikong Wuji in mid-air, raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and murmured: "Sikong Wuji, do you really want to kill me? This is the first sword strike, and you are already impatient."
The mighty sword intent above his head was suppressed, and Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, with a bright light shining in his eyes.
Sikong Wuji combined the power of his two swords. The power of this sword was terrifying, but Nie Tian was not afraid.
He could have used the Sky-Covering Totem, Absolute Trembling and other means to defeat Sikong Wuji instantly with one move, but he would not do that. He would defeat the latter with his sword intent!
The next moment, Nie Tian stepped on his feet, and his figure rose up against the trend. The momentum in his body instantly surged, and endless sword intent poured out crazily.
In his hand, the sword Jue Tian Zhan appeared again. A cold light suddenly appeared on the edge of the sword, and a bright and dazzling sword light appeared, like a sharp blade cutting the sky.
"Sword cuts through all the wasteland!" Nie Tian's cold voice sounded, and the sword intent around him immediately condensed, and then bombarded him like a stormy wave, and the majestic sword intent suddenly burst out.
"Boom! Boom!"
In the void, two pure sword intentions collided with each other. The terrifying sword intentions tore apart everything, and the space began to wail.
This is a duel between swords and will, which is extremely terrifying.
The sword intent of both Nie Tian and Sikong Wuji was very terrifying. The space within several thousand meters was enveloped by the sword intent, turning into an ocean of sword intent. Their figures were completely submerged in the ocean of sword intent.
Xun Hai and others could no longer see the shadows of Nie Tian and Sikong Wuji. They could only see the endless sword intents colliding with each other, devouring each other, and tearing each other apart.
"This" Xun Hai was stunned, his tongue started to spin, and he didn't know what to say.
He did not expect that the battle between the two people would be so rough and direct. This was the real duel of swordsmanship.
"Senior Brother Xun, who wins between the two of them?" Leshan could not see anything, and there were thick beads of sweat on her forehead. She did not expect that in this world, besides the swordsmen of Tianjian Pavilion, there were also
There is such a terrifying swordsman.
Xun Hai shook his head slightly, he didn't know how the battle would turn out.
The sword fight in the air lasted for several minutes.
After that, the sword intention gradually became weaker, the space slowly became clear, and two figures appeared in front of everyone.
Nie Tian's figure stands high in the sky, with a long sword in his hand and silver hair flying, like a sword god coming to the world.
On the other hand, Sikong Wuji, covered in blood, was breathing heavily on the spot, with unconcealable fear in his eyes.
There is no doubt that Sikong Wuji lost.
In this duel of swordsmanship, Nie Tian finally won.
"You lost." Nie Tian said lightly, then moved and prepared to leave.
He didn't want to waste time with people like Sikong Wuji, so he chose to end the battle directly.
"Impossible!" Suddenly, Sikong Wuji roared, "I don't believe it, I'm going to kill you!"
The angry roar fell, and Sikong Wuji suddenly went crazy. His figure moved and thrust out a sword towards Nie Tian!