Heavenly Monarch of All Times

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Nangong is not only powerful, but also a hot and violent shot. It does not give the opponent a chance.

Nie Tian looked at the South Palace, his face was slightly sinking, and the latter's eyes were extremely cold. It seemed that he was not a human being, but he was really just an ant.

There is no doubt that Nangong is the one who is not only cold and proud, but also cruel and killing!

Nangong extinct to kill the opponent, Y cold eyes swept through the audience, coldly said: "Who else came up to die!"

The mad voice sounded through the audience, but the whole killing field was dead, no one dared to speak.

Now who dares to go up, that is to find death, the strength of the South Palace, force the audience!

"A group of ants, do not have the courage to go to the stage?" Nangong never opened again, Y cold eyes swept, arrogant.

The field fell into deeper silence, and the atmosphere was suffocating.

"Hello, since no one dares to challenge you, you can end." At this time, the Tsing Yi old man in the sky spoke up and said: "Although you have not won three games, your strength is beyond doubt, you have entered Qualification for the road to killing."

The words of the old people in Tsing Yi are very clear, and they directly let Nangong enter the road of killing.

Nangong never looked up and saw the old man in Tsing Yi, but his mouth was hung with a cold smile.

Immediately, his figure jumped directly into the sky, and Y cold eyes glanced at the audience. He said: "The rules of killing the battlefield are changed casually. Since no one dares to play, I will personally pick the opponent."

The sound of Nangong’s faintness fell, and everyone’s face changed. Many people were so scared that their faces were as white as paper.

“Well?” Tsing Yi’s old man stunned. He didn’t expect this Nangong to be so violent, so he had to kill three people.

At this time, Nangong's gaze locked a strong **** of the main god, and then the figure suddenly slammed, directly shot with a palm, a fierce gas, whistling out, directly bombarded the ground.

Everyone felt the violent power of the face, and they evaded, but there are still many people who can't avoid it.

"Boom!" The violent palm of the hand fell, the ground crashed, dozens of warriors, died on the spot!

The sudden scene made everyone look a glimpse, and then the look became frightened.

Nangong is definitely too fierce, and people are like grass and must kill.

The old man in Tsing Yi wrinkled his brows, his face was obviously not very good-looking, but he shook his head and looked at Nangong. He said, "You, you have killed enough three people, you can stop now."

Nangong’s mouth was screamed and sneered, but he said, “Of course not. Just one hand, I want to kill only one person. Other people are just cannon fodder.”

"You······" Tsing Yi old man's face sank, I did not expect that Nangong would not even stop.

Nangong absolutely did not pay attention to the reaction of the Tsing Yi old man. He looked at the audience and looked at the audience. His eyes locked a person and his mouth slightly moved. He said, "You should be a swordsman, the next dead person is you!"

The man who was stared at the Nangong, his eyes trembled, his face changed, and he exclaimed: "Nangong never recognized me!"

At this time, the person who was locked by Nangong was not someone else. It was the sword and the cloud!

Jian Jingyun knows Nangong, and the latter has some impressions on him.

Nangong absolutely, is to kill the sword!

“Well?” Nie Tian suddenly stunned and noticed that it was not good. Then he saw the sword and looked at it. He said: “Calm!”

Swordsman heard the voice of Nie Tian, ​​the face of horror was slightly sinking, and his eyes were firm.

"蝼 蝼, die!" Nangong snorted, once again, the palm of the hand, like a nine-day thunder, toward the place where the sword is in the cloud, violently pressed over.

"Boom!" In a flash, the air rang a huge roar, and the space trembled as if to collapse.

"Swords are shocking, ghosts can be, we will shoot together!" Nie Tian looked at the palm of the sky, snoring, and then the whole body of a terrible black rune, the momentum of the whole body continued to skyrocket.

Swordsman and Ghost Wu can look at each other, and then the eyes become firm, and the swords of the whole body are surging at the same time.

"Well?" At this time, the old man in Tsing Yi looked at Nie Tian three people. He couldn't help but look at his eyes. He was surprised: "What do the three people want to do, do you still want to fight against the high-definition warriors?"

In the eyes of the Tsing Yi old man, the actions of Nie Tian at this time are tantamount to finding death.

The two main gods, the Fengwu Warrior, plus a superior warrior in the middle of the gods, want to block a strike from a mid-high warrior, which is simply a death.

"Hey! What is the black rune on the kid?" But the next moment, the Tsing Yi old man noticed something, his eyes wrinkled and he was surprised.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" And at the same moment, three swords and shadows skyrocketed, the violent swords bloomed in the air, and the swordsmanship tens of thousands of meters, the sword is filled with space within 10,000 meters.

The three swords, like the three dragons, are against the trend, and the sword is rolling.

"This······" Others saw this scene, could not help but **** a sigh of gas, did not expect Nie Tian three people's strength is so strong.

"Do you want to compete with me at this level? Ridiculous!" Nangong was in the middle of the sky, and his mouth was coldly smiling. He did not put the attack of Nie Tian three in his eyes.

But at this time, a strange scene happened.

The three swords in the air suddenly burst, and then merged together to become a super strong sword with a 10,000-meter-high giant. The horrible swordsmanship suddenly filled out, and the ambiguity seemed to be able to split. world.

"Hurricane!" In the void, the palm shadow and the sword shadow finally collided together, and the sound of a thunder was heard, and it was resounding in the space. It suddenly exploded and blasted in all directions, and the air raged terrible. the power of.

"嗤嗤嗤··········!” The harsh roar of the song kept coming out, and it was a loud noise. Everyone saw that the palm of the hand could not bear the power of the sword Cracked a gap and collapsed.

"Boom!" Jianying rushed open everything, like Changhong, and went straight to the South Palace.

"Well?" Nangong was amazed, and then a black rifle appeared in his hand. He shot a gun and the gunshot was like a dragon, smashing the sword in front of him.

At the scene, once again, I fell into a dead silence. Everyone's eyes moved between Nangong and Nie Tian, ​​and their faces were shocked and stunned. They couldn't believe the scene at hand.

Nie Tian and the three men joined forces, not to block the South Palace's absolute palm, and even almost injured the South Palace!

This is terrible, beyond everyone's imagination.

At that time, the old man in Tsing Yi was also stunned, his old face was tight, and he could not speak for a long time.

He originally thought that Nie Tian three people will die, but the result is that Nie Tian is hard to resist the South Palace, and even takes advantage of it.

Nie Tian three people are swordsmen, and they have already joined forces before, and they have a tacit understanding of each other. The power after the integration of swords and swords far exceeds their personal strength, which allows them to fight with Nangong.

I have to say that Nangong has never been careless. The previous one did not do its best.

At this time, Nangong stood tall above the sky, holding a black long gun, and his eyes stared at Nie Tian three people, killing strong.