Nie Tian's body trembled slightly, and a wave of sword intent was released to help Jin Dabao stabilize his body.
"Elder Nie Tian, what do you mean?" Mo Zhaojing couldn't help but raise a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth when he saw that Nie Tian had been struggling for a long time to get a fat man over.
Jin Dabao's appearance is not amazing, and he looks like a waste. How can such a person be able to produce a ninth-level imperial weapon of heaven-level martial arts?
"What does this fat man do? Is he a funny guy invited by the monkey?" Others saw Jin Dabao's clumsy look and said one after another, their eyes full of ridicule.
Jin Dabao didn't care about other people's opinions at all, he just looked at Nie Tian and gradually calmed down.
Nie Tian ignored Mo Zhaojing, and a scroll suddenly appeared in his hand, and a pure true meaning of martial arts was immediately released. Everyone present felt the true meaning of martial arts, their bodies were shaken, and their faces changed drastically.
"Heavenly Level Martial Art!" Meng Fanchen's spiritual consciousness was extremely strong and he immediately sensed that the scroll in Nie Tian's hand was undoubtedly the Heavenly Level Martial Art.
"It's definitely a heaven-level martial art!" The expressions of the other red-clothed elders suddenly changed, and their eyes immediately became fiery.
"Oh my god, he really came up with the Heavenly Level Martial Art!" Everyone's eyes trembled and they exclaimed.
"Really, it's really a heaven-level martial art!" Mo Zhaojing's consciousness penetrated into the scroll, and his pupils suddenly expanded. If the eye sockets were bigger, both eyeballs would burst out. He took a few violent breaths, and his voice was...
He began to tremble: "Nie, Elder Nie Tian, what you are holding is a heaven-level intermediate martial art!"
Who would have thought that Nie Tian would just take out a volume of heaven-level intermediate martial arts so casually, which made Mo Zhaojing unable to calm down. It was so exciting.
"So what?" Nie Tian asked back, but then he did something that everyone expected. He threw the martial art to Zhao Kuo and said calmly: "Commander Zhao, thank you for bringing this person here.
The martial art is a reward given to you by this elder."
"This" the crowd's expressions immediately stiffened, and many people opened their mouths, but could not make any sound.
"Elder Nie Tian, I" Zhao Kuo looked at the martial art in his hand and felt like there were a million little rabbits banging in his heart, which was about to burst his heart.
He just went to bring Zhang Yifeng and Jin Dabao over, and Nie Tian directly gave him a volume of heavenly martial arts. This move was really thrilling.
Everyone else in the Danwu Hall, including Zhang Tingyin, looked straight in the eyes and felt a thousand or ten thousand hatreds in their hearts.
"Nie Tian, what are you doing?" Mo Zhaojing lost his composure at all, with a cold light in his eyes.
Everyone thought that the martial art in Nie Tian's hand was for Mo Zhaojing, but they didn't expect that it was given directly to Zhao Kuo. This was undoubtedly a slap in the Mo family's face.
"Master Mo, what I do has nothing to do with you." Nie Tian smiled faintly, then a scroll appeared in his hand again, and he threw it directly to Mo Zhaojing, saying coldly: "Isn't it the Heavenly Level Martial Arts? I have so many!
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Everyone present once again felt the surging true meaning of martial arts, and immediately understood that Nie Tian took out another volume of heaven-level martial arts.
Everyone's faces were stiff and their eyes were dull.
Who is Nie Tian, and where do all these heaven-level martial arts come from?
Mo Zhaojing looked at the martial art in his hand and was sure it was of heaven level. A flash of heat flashed in his eyes, and then he became angry.
Nie Tian first gave Zhao Kuo a roll of Heavenly Level Martial Arts, and then gave Mo Zhaojing a roll. This was like giving away a lot of cabbage.
This made Mo Zhaojing extremely unbalanced and felt like he was being treated like a dog.
Nie Tian gave the Mo family a loud slap in the face in front of everyone, but Mo Zhaojing was dumb and couldn't tell the pain.
"Where is the ninth-level imperial weapon?" Mo Zhaojing gritted his teeth and said, even if Nie Tian has heaven-level martial arts, it does not mean that he has the ninth-level imperial weapon.
There are no ninth-level weapon refiners in Three Thousand Small Worlds. Where did the ninth-level imperial weapons come from?
Nie Tian looked at Jin Dabao and said directly: "Dabao, take out the imperial weapon in your hand."
Nie Tian obtained five ninth-level imperial weapons from the Blood Massacre Ancient Tomb. The Star Soul Monument was in his body, the Green Phoenix Vine was fainted in the hands of Ruoyu Qianye, and the Lilong Cauldron, the Purple Wind Blue Sword and the Greedy Wolf were
The Snake Flame Spear belongs to Jin Dabao.
Nie Tian gave three ninth-level imperial weapons to Jin Dabao because he wanted him to use the three thousand seals of gods and demons to suppress the three imperial weapons to the level of seventh-level spiritual weapons.
Only warriors above the Tianyan realm dare to use the ninth-level imperial weapon. Warriors below the Tianyan realm cannot withstand the power of the imperial light of the imperial weapon.
"Okay." Jin Dabao agreed and took out all three imperial weapons. He looked at Nie Tian helplessly and said, "Boss, I only have three imperial weapons now. The rest are all given to my subordinates."
Already."
The Lilong Cauldron, the Purple Wind and Blue Sword, and the Greedy Snake Flame Spear. As soon as the three imperial weapons appeared, they were radiant with light. Seven-colored divine light flowed in the void, and a simple and powerful aura filled the air thousands of meters away.
This scene made everyone stunned for a moment, and their hearts were beating wildly.
The light released by the three imperial weapons is shocking and thrilling, because this light is exactly the legendary imperial light.
"Di Guang! It's really Di Guang!" Meng Fanchen was the first to react. He could no longer calm down and screamed at the top of his lungs.
Emperor's Light is a divine light that can only be released by ninth-level spiritual weapons. No wonder Meng Fanchen is so excited.
"Isn't it the ninth-level imperial weapon? Are you so excited? It's hard to believe that you have lived a long time and have never seen the world!" Jin Dabao didn't know Meng Fanchen's identity, so he smiled sarcastically, then looked at Nie Tian and said
: "Boss, you asked me to take out these spiritual weapons, are you going to reward them to some servant?"
I have to say that Jin Dabao is still very smart, and even better than Nie Tian when he pretends to be cool.
Nie Tian glanced at Mo Zhaojing, and Jin Dabao immediately understood. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, you can tell yourself which one you want."
Jin Dabao was very arrogant at this time. He almost treated Mo Zhaojing as a servant and ordered him around.
Mo Zhaojing looked at Jin Dabao and was speechless for several seconds.
How could he have imagined that such a fat man with an unattractive appearance could casually take out three ninth-level imperial weapons.
"I, I want that snake spear!" Mo Zhaojing didn't even pay attention to the tone of Jin Dabao's words, and pointed at the Greedy Wolf Snake Yan Spear and said excitedly.
Jin Dabao's fat face trembled, but he smiled and said: "You are very good at choosing the Snake Spear, but it's a pity that I can't. This Snake Spear belongs to me, please change it to another one."
"Huh?" Mo Zhaojing frowned, suppressed his anger, pointed at the Purple Wind Blue Sword and said, "Then I want this sword."
The Greedy Wolf Snake Yan Spear is not good, but the Purple Wind Blue Sword is also good.
Jin Dabao glanced at him, smiled again, and said: "The Purple Wind and Blue Sword is also very good, but it's still not good. This sword belongs to Jiu Mei and I can't give it to you. You'd better take the Lilong Cauldron."
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After saying that, Jin Dabao directly put away the Greedy Wolf Snake Yan Spear and the Purple Wind Biliu Sword, leaving only the Lilong Cauldron engraved with dragon patterns.
"Little fat man, you are teasing me!" At this moment, Mo Zhaojing realized that Jin Dabao was completely teasing him.
"If you want love, I would be wrong if I could give you the Lilong Cauldron." Jin Dabao didn't know who Mo Zhaojing was at all, so he rolled his eyes and said angrily.
"Fat man, you are looking for death!" Mo Zhaojing was furious, and his whole body's momentum surged. He suddenly struck out with a palm, and a sharp claw fell from the void, pressing against Jin Dabao.