It is no exaggeration to say that many people came here just for Nie Tian. They wanted to see if the person who could force the Shenwu Sword Tower to advance the Xie Feng sword discussion had three heads and six arms.
Nie Tian's divine consciousness swept over everyone. Most of them were at the main god level, and only a few people were at the initial stage of the supreme god.
"It seems that the real strong man has not appeared yet." Nie Tian smiled faintly and said in his heart.
Xie Feng Lun Sword has attracted all the swordsman geniuses from the nine realms. If it were just these people in front of you, it would be too disappointing.
Nie Tian took a casual look around and became familiar with the venue for Xie Feng's sword debate, then stopped staying and prepared to leave.
"Nie Tian!" But at this moment, a voice sounded, and then a figure appeared not far away from Nie Tian. A pair of eyes stared at Nie Tian, very powerfully.
"Zhuo Bufan." Nie Tianxun called out, and what appeared in front of him was a familiar face, Zhuo Bufan, one of the three swordsman monsters in the Shenwu Sword Tower.
Although Nie Tian already knew Zhuo Bufan, he had not spoken to the latter. He did not know why the latter suddenly wanted to see him.
"Zhuo Bufan, what are you going to do?" Lian Wuyi saw that Zhuo Bufan looked wrong, couldn't help frowning and asked angrily.
Zhuo Bufan glanced at Lian Wuyi, but did not speak. Instead, he focused his gaze on Nie Tian and said: "Nie Tian, I heard that you passed the Shura Sword Field. And with this threat, you forced the two swordsmen to
Lord, I promise you that I will advance the sword debate with Xie Feng. I really want to learn how strong you are."
"Huh?" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, then he laughed and said, "Zhuo Bufan, you showed up so aggressively just to say this to me?"
"Zhuo Bufan, are you sick?" Nie Tian's reaction was very dull, but the dancer on the side was anxious and scolded in a sweet voice: "Nie Tian once saved your life, this is how you repay him.
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When the three murderers of Beihai appeared that day, Zhuo Bufan almost died at the hands of Yang Lin. It was Nie Tian who took action and he was able to save one of them.
However, Zhuo Bufan was already unconscious at that time and obviously did not remember these things.
Moreover, Zhuo Bufan had never seen Nie Tian take action, so he was very doubtful about the latter's strength.
"Junior sister, I challenge him on behalf of the Shenwu Sword Tower. Even if he saves my life, I can't let him challenge the Shenwu Sword Tower!" Zhuo Bufan said loudly as he looked at the dancing clothes.
However, Lian Wuyi didn't give him any face, and said directly: "Zhuo Bufan, you are too crazy. Your strength is inferior to me. Even if you want to challenge Nie Tian, it is me who will choose. When will it be my turn?"
You?"
"Little junior sister, you" Zhuo Bufan choked on what he said in the dance, and his face suddenly turned red and he was speechless.
Nie Tian was very calm at the moment. He looked over Zhuo Bufan's body with his eyes, smiled faintly, and said, "Zhuo Bufan, it turns out that you have been promoted to the realm of the Supreme God. No wonder you dare to challenge me so arrogantly."
Zhuo Bufan's original strength was at the peak of the Lord God, but now he has reached the early stage of the Supreme God, and his combat power has been qualitatively improved. This is the capital he dares to challenge Nie Tian.
But he had no idea that Nie Tian had once killed a powerful person in the middle stage of the Supreme God.
"Nie Tian, I will also participate in the Xie Feng sword debate. I look forward to a battle with you." Zhuo Bufan said coldly, then glanced at Lian Wuyi, then turned and left.
Nie Tian looked at Zhuo Bufan's figure and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
With his current strength, he can completely ignore Zhuo Bufan.
Previously, he killed Heifeng at the Shura sword field, and the latter was a far stronger swordsman than Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan dared to challenge Nie Tian, which only showed that he had no understanding of Nie Tian's strength.
"Zhuo Bufan, this idiot, is really a white-eyed wolf who repays kindness with revenge." Lian Wuyi said angrily, his little mouth pouting.
"Actually, it's not his fault. Maybe he felt that my behavior was provoking and insulting the Shenwu Sword Tower, so he was so hostile to me." Nie Tian smiled faintly, then turned around and prepared to leave.
But at this time, there were many more people around him, and a large number of people kept approaching him.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Nie Tian, as if they were looking at a monster, and they started talking without hesitation.
"Is this kid Nie Tian? Am I right? How can he be a useless person who only has the strength of a high-ranking god?"
"I heard that Nie Tian is a silver-haired swordsman. This guy also has silver hair. Maybe he painted his hair on purpose and pretended to be Nie Tian."
"It's probably not a fake. The guy just now is extraordinary. I heard he is the evil genius of the Shenwu Sword Tower. It is impossible for him to admit the wrong person."
"Lord Nie Tian is someone who has forced the two sword masters of Shenwu Sword Tower to give in. If this kid is Lord Nie Tian, I wouldn't believe it even if I were beaten to death."
Everyone was talking a lot, looking at Nie Tian with undisguised doubts in their eyes.
"You idiots, he is Nie Tian, the one who made Xie Feng's sword debate come forward!" Lian Wuyi couldn't stand listening anymore, so he suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.
Nie Tian glanced at Lian Wuyi with a dark expression on his face. Isn't this little girl trying to bring hatred to him?
Nie Tian didn't care what these people thought. He didn't want to cause trouble, he just wanted to get out of here quickly.
But if Lian Wuyi said this, it would probably anger a lot of people.
"You brat, I don't care whether you are that Nie Tian or not. Today I am going to compete with you to see what you are capable of." Sure enough, as soon as the sound of practicing the dance clothes fell, a burly swordsman danced
He came out and pointed at Nie Tian, looking arrogant.
This swordsman was at the peak of the Lord God's strength. How could he take Nie Tian, a high-ranking divine warrior, seriously?
"Get out!" Nie Tian didn't bother to talk nonsense with this man, he just growled, his eyes were cold and cold.
The burly swordsman was suddenly startled, and then he couldn't help but shudder, his face was horrified, and he secretly said in his heart: "How is this possible? I am the Lord God at the peak of my strength, why did I feel as if I had fallen into an ice cellar after being glared at by him?
The feeling. Illusion must be an illusion!”
This burly swordsman obviously didn't know that Nie Tian just used a mental attack to give him a warning. If this guy still dares to be arrogant, then Nie Tian is to blame.
"Let's go." Nie Tian didn't want to waste any more time, so he smiled lightly and turned to leave.
"You brat, how dare you ignore me and seek death!" However, at this moment, the burly swordsman reacted, roared, and took a step forward to strike directly behind Nie Tian.
The sword thrust out, the sword's intent surged, and it rolled towards Nie Tiangun with a strong murderous intention.
"How dare you sneak attack, you're despicable!" Before Nie Tian could react, Lian Wuyi screamed and swept out with his sword. There was a muffled sound in the air, and the burly swordsman flew backwards. While he was still in the air, there was a mouthful of blood.