Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"Nie Tian brother is careful!" The Wunu suddenly shot, Nie Yu soft eyes trembled and screamed.

"Looking for death!" Nie Tian looked at the person who shot below, and his mouth raised a cold, and his eyes killed.

Just now, it was this person who almost killed Nie Yurou.

The strength of this monk is not weak and has reached the late stage of the Lord God.

Obviously, he wants to take care of Nie Tian, ​​take the lead, take the lead, kill Nie Tian in one fell swoop.

It is a pity that he thinks too much. Nie Tian’s strength is beyond his expectations.

"Hey!" Nie Tian's body shape did not move, but the body was slightly shocked, and a sword slammed out, turned into a boundless sword, condensed into a sword shadow, madly killed.

"Boom!" The sword shadow is like a mountain. It is soaring and slamming. The monk has not reacted yet, and he is directly submerged in the boundless sword.

The sudden scene makes everyone's eyes tremble, and the look is instantly stiff.

At the scene, in a dead silence.

Who can think that Nie Tian stood in the same place, did not move, and directly killed a competitor of the same level.

This scene is too strange and shocking.

Originally everyone thought that Nie Tianhui and the Wunu had been fighting for a long time, but did not expect that the battle ended so quickly.

"Nie Tian brother, so great!" And on the side, Nie Yurou also stunned, and his face looked at Nie Tian incredibly, and said that he was crazy.

Her strength at the moment is the middle of the Lord God, but it is a weaker realm than Nie Tian.

However, her fighting power compared with Nie Tian is completely different.

The horror of Nie Tian’s combat power far exceeded the expectations of Nie Yurou.

After a while, the crowd finally reacted and instantly blasted the pot.

"My God! I am not mistaken? The silver-haired boy, actually with the sword, killed a competitor of the same level!"

"The sword of the kid is terrible, and his opponent has no power to fight back."

"The strength of this guy is too strange. The battle of the king of the challenge, some have seen it!"

Everyone was amazed and shocked, but more is happy.

Because Nie Tian's strength is stronger, the next battle will be more exciting.

"Good boy, a little strength." The black referee also stunned before reacting, but immediately it was Y cold smile, said loudly: "You, it seems that the challenge of the king of Shura, the strength is stronger than we expected. many."

"However, it is just like this, this battle is more interesting. Whoever wants to get the blast of Xuanyu, let the Wunus take the shot."

Nie Tian's strength is very strong, but the temptation of the windy Xuan Yu is obviously stronger.

The voice of the black referee has just fallen, and there are several figures in the high altitude of the Shura platform.

If you challenge the king of Shura, anyone can try it, but once you step into the battlefield of Shura, it is the end of life.

"Well, come well, let's go together!" Nie Tian looked at the sky, his mouth twitched, and said coldly.

These monks are obviously coming for the breeze, looking at Nie Tian’s eyes as fierce and sinister, as if the latter were the enemies they did not share.

"Kill!" The four monks roared at the same time, moving together and rushing to Nie Tian.

They are all people who have experienced countless lives and deaths on the Shura field. They are fierce and heart-threatening, and they are the best way to do their best.

But unfortunately, the enemy they face is terrible.

Their lore, in the eyes of Nie Tian, ​​is completely vulnerable.

"Boom!" Nie Tian did not look at it, the whole body of the sword rushed up, the whole person is like a giant sword standing in the middle of the air, the horrible swords of the whole body turned into a rolling wave, sweeping toward the sky past.

"Ah...·····" The next moment, the tragic sound of the air, the four monks, not yet close to Nie Tian, ​​they were shocked by the swordsmanship and flew out.

"This······" Everyone saw this scene, once again stunned, his eyes trembled violently, and his breathing was about to stagnate.

Nie Tian’s horror is far beyond their expectations.

So far, Nie Tian is only releasing the sword, and has not revealed its true strength.

Even, he didn't even have a sword.

A swordsman, before his sword, his strength is greatly reduced.

However, even Nie Tian, ​​who was greatly discounted, shocked everyone.

"A group of waste!" The black referee whispered, and Nie Tian's strength was incredible.

Nie Yurou looked at the side, his mouth was open and his face was completely demented.

Outside the Shura battle platform, the blast was also small.

He had asked Nie Tian before, and the most powerful combat power can reach the point where the latter's answer is the first to the middle of the Most High God.

There was some doubt at the time, but now he has no doubt at all.

The strength that Nie Tian showed at the moment was completely beyond the normal post-war of the main god, which was shocking.

"Nie Tian's strength is far more than this." The original feeling of Shuiyuanxiang is not the slightest fluctuation, just a slight smile, faint.

He once played with Nie Tian, ​​and the latter can even confront him in front, showing the strength of the battle.

And he knows that Nie Tian’s most terrible thing is not super-power, but metamorphosis and martial arts and resilience.

If you challenge the king of Shura, they are opponents of these ranks. Even if you come to more, you can't pose a threat to Nie Tian.

"Is there anyone else? Even if you come!" Nie Tian smiled lightly and shouted loudly, and the arrogance was extremely mad.

"Damn!" The black referee's face sank and shouted: "You adults, a late **** warrior is so mad, can you see it?"

Nie Tian’s strength is indeed terrible, but the black referee knows that the powerful monks under the big men have not appeared yet.

Then, more than a dozen figures appeared from all directions and went directly into the battlefield of Shura.

"This strength is still too weak." Nie Tian looked coldly at the dozens of figures, all of which were the strength of the main god.

This is in the middle of the slave, it is already the peak strength, but in the eyes of Nie Tian, ​​it is still vulnerable.

"Hurricane!" Immediately, more than a dozen of the main gods, Feng Wunu, violently screamed, and at the same time, a dozen or so powerful attacks merged into one, turned into a terrible palm, and pressed against Nie Tian.

More than a dozen of the main gods, the peak of the military, joined hands, enough to threaten the early warriors of the Supreme God.

"吼-!" But Nie Tian, ​​still did not look at it, directly punched out, suddenly a terrible dragon shadow appeared, the sound of dragons resounded throughout the Shura field.

"Bang!" The next moment, the palm and the dragon shadow collided together, a roaring loud noise, the palm of the shadow instantly collapsed, the terrible dragon shadow skyrocketed, the violent violence impacted in the void, majestic.

"Ah!······" The fierce screams sounded, and more than a dozen figures flew away, leaving a trail of blood in the air.

Everyone's eyes trembled in an instant, and the look was once again stagnant, and looked at Nie Tian with a stunned voice.