"Dead!" After a long time, everyone came to their senses and exclaimed in surprise as they looked at the corpses of the three blood dragons.
Who would have thought that after hiding for so long, Nie Tian took action again and killed a three-headed blood dragon with one sword!
"This boy has seen the weakness of the three-headed blood dragon!" High in the sky, the ghost Rakshasa King's eyes trembled, and he screamed in his heart.
The fatal weakness of the three-headed blood dragon is the center of the forehead of the middle head.
But ordinary warriors cannot see it at all.
And even if you can see it, you may not have the courage to approach the three-headed blood dragon.
The White Ghost Rakshasa King did not expect that Nie Tian would be so fierce. He directly approached the three-headed blood dragon and killed it with one sword!
At this moment, the uneasiness in his heart suddenly intensified.
"Roar!" At this moment, a three-headed blood dragon roared, became furious, and rushed towards Nie Tian with its huge body.
"Well done!" Nie Tian's eyes darkened and he roared, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Instead of retreating, he advanced forward, carrying the powerful momentum of the three-headed blood dragon, and rushed straight past.
"Boom, boom, boom..." As he approached the three-headed blood dragon, Nie Tian felt a wave of terrifying bloody aura rushing toward his face, causing his skin to crack inch by inch.
The three-headed blood dragon is surrounded by an extremely violent shield of power, like a sharp blade.ql11
Within a hundred meters of its body, a powerful aura like a barrier was formed.
"Death!" Nie Tian felt severe pain all over his body, but he didn't care at all. He slashed down with his sword with extreme sharpness, directly hitting the middle head of the three-headed blood dragon.
"Bang!" Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, blood and brains splashed everywhere, and the air was bloody and bloody.
The three-headed blood dragon died miserably without even having time to let out its final scream.
"So fierce!" The bloody scene made everyone's eyes tremble and they screamed.
"Boom!" At this moment, Nie Tian suddenly felt a huge pressure coming from behind, like a huge mountain, as if it was going to crush everything.
He frowned, turned around suddenly, and saw a three-headed blood dragon behind him, less than a hundred meters away from him. The huge claws slammed down, and the void seemed to be torn apart.
In an instant, he reacted, the wings behind his back shook sideways, and his figure made a strange arc in the air, avoiding the frontal bombardment of the three blood dragons.
Immediately, his figure appeared above the head of the three-headed blood dragon, and he took a palm, and nine bone-corroding soul-refining ropes roared out along the arm, condensing together in the air, like a steel arm, grabbing hard
Down.
"Bang!" The bone-corroding soul-refining rope directly smashed through the middle of the three-headed blood dragon's forehead, and blood and brain matter spurted out.
"Ouch!" The huge body of the three-headed blood dragon shook violently, and it looked up to the sky and let out a miserable howl.
But Nie Tian didn't care. The bone-corroding soul-refining rope suddenly turned, and terrible power was released. The heads of the three blood dragons exploded directly, and the air was filled with blood.
"This..." Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes were extremely horrified, and countless mouths were opened wide, but no sound came out.
They couldn't believe their eyes, Nie Tian was so fierce.
What followed was a scene that made them even more unbelievable.
Nie Tian's figure flickered in the air, like a ferocious beast, rushing left and right.
And wherever his figure passed, the air was filled with blood.
In just the blink of an eye, the three blood dragons on the Rakshasa field were slaughtered until only one remained!
Everyone's eyes were dull, and their hearts were shocked beyond measure.
Nie Tian's performance completely exceeded their expectations, beyond their imagination, and directly subverted their knowledge of martial arts.
Such a scene would be impossible to believe unless you saw it with your own eyes.
The White Walker Rakshasa King looked at the sky above the square, his eyes dull, but his body was trembling, and even the mask on his face was trembling.
He never dreamed that Nie Tian would be so frightened.
However, Nie Tian's condition was not very good at this time. His whole body was covered in blood and covered with countless wounds. His face was as pale as paper, and only his eyes were as sharp as before, filled with strong murderous intent.
Every time he kills a three-headed blood dragon, he has to get close to the three-headed blood dragon once, and his body will bear a terrifying impact.
In fact, every time he did this, he took great risks.
Because when he gets close to the three-headed blood dragon, if he cannot kill it immediately, he will be killed instantly.
And even if he succeeds every time, the impact his martial body will bear is unavoidable.
"The last one!" Nie Tian stood in mid-air, his eyes like a ferocious beast staring at the three blood dragons not far away, and said in a low voice.
"Nie Tian, this last three-headed blood dragon is not so easy to kill!" King Rakshasa of the White Walkers looked at Nie Tian, his eyes calmed down a lot, and he said secretly in his heart.
This last three-headed blood dragon is his last chance. If he dies again, he will lose.
"Roar!" At this moment, the three-headed blood dragon roared, its body as dark red as blood rolling, and it charged straight towards Nie Tian.
"Huh?" Nie Tian felt the breath of the three-headed blood dragon and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
He always felt that the breath of this three-headed blood dragon was a little different from the other three-headed blood dragons.
He couldn't tell exactly what was different.
"Kill!" He didn't think much, growled, and rushed over.
"Nie Tian, three heads!" The next moment, when Nie Tian broke through the terrifying aura of the three-headed blood dragon and was less than a hundred meters away from the latter, the Ghost Emperor seemed to have discovered something and roared anxiously.
Nie Tian frowned, and then the nine bone-corroding soul-refining ropes in his body roared out, blasting towards the three-headed blood dragon.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" But in mid-air, the nine bone-corroding soul-refining ropes gathered in threes and threes, forming three soul-refining ropes, which charged towards the three heads of the three-headed blood dragons respectively.
"Oops!" King Rakshasa of the White Walkers saw this scene, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he screamed in horror.
He didn't expect that Nie Tian would see it!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The next moment, three muffled sounds sounded at the same time, and the three heads of the three blood dragons bloomed directly, and their flesh, blood, and brains flew everywhere.
This time, the three heads of the three blood dragons exploded at the same time.
"Boom!" Immediately, the huge body of the three-headed blood dragon suddenly fell to the ground and died miserably.
The ninth three-headed blood dragon died in Nie Tian's hands!
The whole place was deathly silent!
Countless eyes stared at Nie Tian, trembling with horror, not knowing how to express their inner shock.
A first-level false saint actually killed nine-headed and three-headed blood dragons.
Everyone couldn't help but wonder, was this really not a dream?
At this moment, the person with the saddest expression and the most complicated mood is undoubtedly King Rakshasa of the White Walkers!
The eyes of the White Walker Rakshasa King were dull as a fool, and his figure stood in the air, but his body was trembling uncontrollably.
He couldn't accept that he lost the bet between him and Nie Tian.
How could he have imagined that Nie Tian could see at the last moment that the ninth three-headed blood dragon must destroy all three heads at the same time!