Dongfang Ting's eyes were trembling, he couldn't believe his eyes, and his face was full of disbelief.
He couldn't believe that Nie Tian was sitting there, receiving his full force palm, and he was still alive.
This is really terrifying. How could Nie Tian have such terrifying power? How could he withstand the burning power of the flames with his flesh and blood body?
"Dongfang Pavilion, Sang Hui." At this time, Nie Tian's figure stepped out of the wild waves of flames step by step. The demonic energy in his body seemed to be boiling, rolling endlessly. His eyes were extremely dark, as sharp as the most extreme sharp blade, and slowly
The ground swept over Dongfang Ting and Sang Hui, and said word by word: "You deserve to die!"
As soon as the word "death" fell, Nie Tian's crazy murderous intention could no longer be controlled. It seemed to have melted into the demonic energy all over his body, making him look darker and more terrifying!
"I..." Dongfang Ting felt Nie Tian's momentum and murderous intent, and his eyes couldn't help but tremble. The fear in his heart was all written on his face, and he was completely speechless.
He could truly feel that the murderous intent in Nie Tian was definitely not something he could contend with.
Moreover, Nie Tian's momentum was several times stronger than before.
Especially the demonic energy all over Nie Tian's body, the turbulent and rolling aura, was like all the demons rushing out of hell, trying to devour the world.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Dongfang Ting would never have believed that a warrior's aura could be so dark.
"Nie Tian, you..." Lan Zhuying on the side was also stunned by the scene in front of her. Her beautiful eyes trembled as she looked at Nie Tian from a distance, not knowing what to say.
Sang Hui, on the other hand, was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He was as stunned as a stone sculpture and couldn't react for a long time.
"Death!" At this time, Nie Tian twitched the corner of his mouth and took a step forward. His figure was like a black light, and he arrived in an instant, and he was actually at the side of Dongfang Pavilion.
"You..." Dongfang Ting suddenly felt a flash of darkness in front of his eyes, and screamed in horror, but then he could no longer make any sound.
His neck was tightly held by a big hand like an iron plier, his face was red and bloodshot, his eyeballs were bulging out, and his facial features became very ferocious under the huge pressure.
His eyes looked at the dark face in front of him, and he was horrified to the extreme. The fear in his heart was infinitely magnified through his eyes.
"Last words." Nie Tian's big hands were like iron pliers, like a tiger holding down a lamb. He twitched the corner of his mouth and Sen Han spoke.
"Nie Tian, you can't kill me. I am the son of the deputy head of the Blood Soul Sect. I am Dongfang Ting. If you dare to kill me..." Dongfang Ting's eyes were trembling, his eyes were extremely horrified, and his voice was trembling.
, every word he spoke took up a lot of energy.
But before he finished speaking, he was forcefully interrupted by Nie Tian.
"Such last words are meaningless!" Nie Tiansenhan said, slowly applying force on his hands. Suddenly Dongfangting's neck tightened, his face was bloodshot and red, then turned purple and black, and a pair of eyes were squeezed out.
, the blood stained his face red, making it beyond recognition.
At the moment of death, he still tried to threaten Nie Tian, which was really ridiculous.
If Nie Tian accepts such a threat, then he will no longer be Nie Tian!
Dongfang Ting killed Yue Dong. Even if he is the son of the King of Heaven, he must die!
Nie Tian slowly used his hands to kill Dongfang Ting bit by bit, allowing him to experience the most direct and extreme despair in the world.
"Bang!" After a long time, there was a muffled sound of breaking in the void, and Dongfang Ting's head was crushed by Nie Tian!
The bloody scene was extremely tragic.
The look in Dongfang Ting's eyes before his death was extremely frightening. It was a kind of desperate fear and extremely tragic.
After Nie Tian violently killed Dongfang Ting, he suddenly turned around and stared at Sang Hui with a pair of poisonous wolf-like eyes.
Sang Hui suddenly felt the murderous intent coming towards him, and his dull eyes trembled in horror before he realized what he was doing.
At this moment, the shock in his heart was simply unbearable.
He could not imagine that Dongfang Ting, a talented warrior with the strength of the Holy Lord Tianyi, would be killed alive by Nie Tian using such the most primitive and cruel method.
Of course he could feel that Nie Tian's strength at this time was many times stronger than before he entered the Blood Soul Road.
He didn't know how Nie Tian's strength improved so quickly in such a short period of time.
But he knew that he was at the end of his rope at this time.
Nie Tian was not only powerful, but also incredibly fast. It was impossible for Sang Hui to escape in front of him!
"Nie, Nie Tian, what are you doing?" At this time, Nie Tian walked over directly. Sang Hui's eyes trembled, his figure subconsciously stepped back, his voice trembled, and his legs couldn't help but feel weak.
"What do you think?" Nie Tian's lips twitched with a cold expression, and Senhan spoke, with murderous intent in his eyes surging like flames.
"You, you, don't kill me. I am from the Blood Soul Sect, and my father is the leader of the Blood Soul Sect. If you kill me, my father will not let you go!" Sang Hui stepped back and spoke.
It's no longer logical.
At this point, he was still stupid enough to threaten Nie Tian.
Nie Tian even killed Dongfang Ting without hesitation, so how could he care about Sang Hui's identity!
"Sang Hui, you wanted to kill me when you were in Yin City, but now that I'm standing in front of you, you're going to take action?" Nie Tian's eyes were like sharp knives, and he was like a wild beast, roaring deeply.
"I..." Sang Hui swallowed hard and was completely speechless.
In front of Nie Tian, he had no power to fight back, so how could he take the initiative.
"Last words!" Nie Tian took a step forward, the momentum in his body surged wildly, and he spat out two cold words.
"I..." Sang Hui was shocked. Just before Nie Tian killed Dongfang Ting, he said his last words.
At this time, he could no longer hold on. His knees gave out and he knelt directly in front of Nie Tian. He kowtowed repeatedly and begged: "Nie Tian, please forgive me. I was wrong. I will never do it again."
I don’t dare anymore.”
"Spare you?" Nie Tian smiled coldly, flashed his figure, and came directly in front of Sang Hui. He put a hand on the top of the latter's head and said with a cold look on his face: "You are begging for mercy like this.
It will only make you feel better when I kill you!"
"You..." Sang Hui's eyes trembled when he heard Nie Tian's words. He wanted to raise his head, but found that his body could not move at all.
"Bang!" In the next moment, Nie Tian's hand suddenly exerted force, and after a muffled sound, his eyes were filled with blood.
Sang Hui's head shattered into pieces, blood and brain matter burst out, and it was extremely tragic.
Nie Tian did not hesitate and once again used cruel methods to kill Sang Hui!
Dongfang Ting and Sang Hui, the son of a deputy sect master and the son of a hall master, both died in Nie Tian's hands.