Nie Tian's figure was like a stream of light, stepping onto the auction stage. "
Ni Jian Ming!" When he saw Ni Jian Ming covered in blood, his eyes suddenly shrank and he let out a low roar.
"Nie...tian." A familiar voice sounded in Ni Jianming's ears, making his bloody body tremble. Then he exhausted all his strength, looked up and saw a familiar face, and shouted out the other person's name with difficulty.
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"It's okay, I will take you out of here." Nie Tian's eyes darkened coldly, and he said seriously, with the utmost determination in his eyes.
Ni Jianming nodded, and then fainted. Qi
The power of the blood tribulation was already his limit. If he had the power of the eighth blood tribulation, he would definitely die of violent rage on the spot.
Under the stimulation of the power of blood calamity, his bloodline power will become extremely violent. Not only will it not affect the refining of bloodline elixirs, but it will also make the bloodline elixirs more effective.
It is precisely because of this that the people at the auction house do not mind at all the bloodline martial slaves dying from the power of the blood calamity."
Where did you come from, you are looking for death!" At this moment, the black-clothed warrior who exerted the power of Blood Tribulation reacted, roared violently, then took a step forward, punched out violently, and hit Nie Tian.
shoot
There are special restrictions on the selling platform. Even this warrior in black must be absolutely suppressed and can only use the power of his martial body. Nie
Tian's eyes darkened slightly, and for a moment he felt a terrible death intention. But
He didn't panic, but his eyes darkened, then he turned his body slightly to the side and punched out. "
Bang!" The next moment, the fists collided together, and a muffled sound came out, like gold and stone colliding. Then
That is to say, Nie Tian's figure retreated several meters away, relying on the terrifying power erupted from his legs to stabilize his body. However,
Looking at his arm again, the still clenched fist was already covered in blood and flesh, and you could even see the white bones. The bones in his arm were all shattered, and even half of his body seemed to have lost consciousness. Then
The strength of the black-clothed warrior was unknown to Nie Tian. Even if they were fighting against each other, the power of one punch was not something Nie Tian could withstand.
"Huh?" The black-clothed warrior severely wounded Nie Tian with a punch. What surged in his eyes was not joy, but shock. He couldn't help but scream.
He never expected that Nie Tian was still alive. He
However, the ninth level Holy King of Heavenly Tribulation is only one step away from being able to reach the realm of Heavenly Jue Saint Emperor, and the opponent is just a Heavenly Mandate Saint Master. How can he withstand the power of his punch?
He knew that with the punch he just punched, even the ninth level sage of Tianyi would die tragically on the spot.
And Nie Tian was only seriously injured, not even fatal. How could this be possible?
Could it be that the martial body of the Heavenly Mandate Saint Master in front of him is stronger than that of the Ninth Level Saint Lord of Tianyi? This
At this time, people in various VIP rooms also saw the shocking scene just now. Many people were stunned on the spot and were completely speechless.
The famous Heavenly Mandate Saint Master actually blocked a punch from a Heavenly Tribulation Saint King. This is so unbelievable.
The entire gap between the two realms is not so obvious in these two people.
"Nie Tian!" In a VIP room, Yi Mo and others looked at Nie Tian with trembling eyes, their nerves tense and their hearts in their throats.
Gu Ling Wuqi also had a dull look on his face, and he didn't react for a moment. "
Your punch is nothing more than that!" At this time, a low and arrogant voice sounded above the auction house. Nie Tian looked at the black-clothed warrior, not afraid at all, and instead spoke sarcastically. "
You bastard, you're looking for death!" The black-clothed warrior looked at Nie Tian, and was completely angered by him. He roared wildly, stamped his feet hard, and punched out with both fists, killing Nie Tian wildly."
Stop!" But at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out, causing the black-clothed warrior to stagnate and stop abruptly.
"Sir." The warrior in black turned to look at the steward in green, his brows furrowed, obviously very confused as to why the latter asked him to stop suddenly.
"Boy, do you know what you were doing just now?" The person who just spoke to stop the warrior in black was none other than the steward in green on the stage. At this time, the steward ignored the warrior in black and had a pair of eyes twinkling.
The stern light asked with a playful expression. "
I'm saving my friend." Nie Tian looked at the steward and responded coldly.
"Humph." Steward Qingyi looked at Nie Tian, laughed strangely, and said: "Boy, let me tell you, in the history of Haoyun Auction House, there has never been any Blood Tribulation Martial Slave who has been able to survive.
Walking out of Haoyun Auction House. Do you think, with your strength, you can save Nilong's body?"
"If you can save, you must save, if you can't save, you must save!" Nie Tian's eyes were as low as death, and he said every word with cold words. "
What a brave and loyal boy." Steward Qingyi smiled coldly, then his face suddenly changed and he said: "Since you care about your friend so much, then die with him."
"Do it!" After saying that, he looked at the warrior in black and uttered two words coldly. "
Yeah." The warrior in black agreed, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes, staring at Nie Tian coldly, as if he wanted to eat someone. Just now
With just one punch, he failed to kill Nie Tian, but with the next punch, he must kill him!
"Wait a minute!" But at this moment, a majestic voice sounded, and then a figure appeared, descending on the auction house.
"Strong man!" Steward Qing Yi saw the old man suddenly appearing in front of him, his eyes darkened and he let out a cry of surprise.
When Nie Tian saw the old man, his heart relaxed slightly, and his tense expression improved a little.
Ling Wuqi finally came down! "
"This steward, what happened just now was a misunderstanding. I apologize to your auction house and ask the steward to raise your hand and let me take him away." Gu Lingwuqi had a low expression on his face and was silent for a long time. Then he finally spoke and said to
The steward bowed slightly and kept his attitude very low.
At that time, he just wanted to take Nie Tian away!
But at this time, dozens of black-clothed warriors appeared above the auction stage, each with a powerful aura, like a dark cloud, surrounding the entire auction stage. "
Humph." Steward Qing Yi glanced at the Haoyun secret guard above his head, sneered twice, then looked at Gu Ling Wuqi and said: "Haoyun Auction House has been established for millions of years. This is the first time that someone dares to
You are making trouble so blatantly. Do you think I can let you go?"
Mr. Steward, it was indeed a misunderstanding just now. I am good friends with Mr. Du from your auction house, please give me some face." Gu Lingwuqi looked at the arrogant little steward in front of him, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice.
"Master Du? Which Master Du?" Steward Qingyi raised his eyebrows and asked coldly with a smile on his face. "
Du Wujun." Gu Lingwuqi frowned and said a name solemnly.