Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"A strong sword!" In the martial arts field, everyone looked at the swords on the battle platform, and could not help but tremble with trepidation.

No one thought that Nie Tian could release such a terrible sword!

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to believe that a **** of martial arts can release such a strong sword.

"The son of Nie Fenghua's adult, it is not simple!" Jing Youwei looked at Nie Tian, ​​Mei Yan could not help but tremble, and his heart was surprised to write on the pretty face.

"How is it possible?" On the other side, Ji Qiuwu’s heart screamed and his eyes were full of incredulity.

When she was in the Valley of the Holy Spirit, she had seen Nie Tian’s shot, and the momentum was far less strong.

In the past few days, how has the strength of Nie Tian been promoted so fast!

Nie Tian, ​​it is really a monster!

At this time, Nie Tian stood on the top of the competition, like a giant sword, and the momentum was magnificent.

More than a dozen warriors on the Jingwu stage were even more shocked. Ql

They are closest to Nie Tian, ​​and they can feel the strength of Nie Tian’s sword.

"Let's shoot together." Nie Tian smiled coldly, his eyes swept over a dozen warriors, and his eyes were full of disdain.

These warriors rely on Shen Dan to enhance their momentum, but their true strength is not strong.

Even if the martial arts of the ninth order and the half sacred are released at this time, there is only the strength of the fourth-order semi-sacred.

The fourth-order semi-sacred, such strength in front of Nie Tian, ​​is not enough to see.

At this moment, these dozens of warriors know how terrible Nie Tian is.

"Hands!" The next moment, one of the warriors whispered, and suddenly the momentum of the whole body rushed out, killing in the eyes.

"Booming and banging..." At the same time, the figure of other warriors, at the same time, moved, and a terrible momentum of the stock was released, rushing into the space, rolling, like a stormy wave.

"Is this degree?" Nie Tian smiled lightly, his eyes were cold and overbearing. The force of the thirty-two gods in his body was released at the same time, perfectly blending with the sword and the whole body, so that his whole person's momentum would skyrocket.

"Kill!" Then, one of the warriors snorted and suddenly the figures of all the warriors moved at the same time.

"Booming and banging..." In the midair, countless horrible madness whistling out, such as the mad dragon and the sea, rolling in, and pressed against Nie Tian.

"Stars and nine limits, the first limit, people kill!" Nie Tian mouth twitched a cold, muttered, suddenly a sword appeared, skyrocketing, bursting in the air, turned into endless swordsmanship , stirring around.

"Boom! Hehe..." The emptiness swayed a little, and then a muffled sound came out. The figure flew in the air and squatted down to the ground.

"This..." The crowd’s eyes trembled, and the horror in the heart reached its apex. The figure was exactly a dozen semi-saints.

In the next moment, more than a dozen figures fell and bleed on the ground.

Some of the weaker warriors can't get up directly on the ground, and the ones that are slightly stronger are just able to stand up.

The crowd looked at the scene in front of them, completely shocked, Qiqi petrochemical, turned into a row of wood carvings.

A **** of the martial arts, the power of a sword, even horrible!

Throughout the military field, I fell into a dead silence.

At this moment, everyone looked at Nie Tian’s eyes and changed completely. From the cold and disdain, it became shock and jealousy.

Who can think of a **** in the peak of the warrior, a sword defeated more than a dozen semi-strong!

Such a scene, even if you see it with your own eyes, is also a dream that is not credible.

At this moment, the face is the most shocking and ugly, of course, it is the scent of the Prince.

His face, like the chrysanthemum that just popped up, instantly wilted, and it was terrible.

He really couldn't understand, how did Nie Tian win?

Even if these dozens of people are embroidered pillows, it is also a real semi-san level embroidered pillow.

It is terrible that Nie Tian, ​​the **** of the martial arts, defeated the dozens of people in a crushing manner.

"His Royal Highness, you lost!" At the time when Jing Shenxiang was most sad, Nie Tian’s voice sounded like a thunder, and the whole body trembled.

" Lose, lose?" If Jing Shenxiang is demented, his eyes are still sluggish, but then there is a double flash, screaming: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Nie Tian is a faint smile, sighing: "His Royal Highness, we have words first, you should not regret it?"

Jing Shenxiang’s eyes trembled again and finally reacted completely.

But the next moment, he looked at Nie Tian's eyes, but it was a terrible killing.

"His Royal Highness, what do you want to do?" The crowd suddenly stunned and noticed that something was wrong and they looked at Jing Shenxiang.

Just now everyone could hear it clearly. According to the agreement, the Prince’s loss was to bow to Nie Tian.

But now, Jing Shenxiang obviously does not mean to squat, but wants to kill Nie Tian.

"His Royal Highness, you really regret it." Nie Tian looked at Jing Shenxiang, could not help but frown.

"Smelly, you are a countryman, want to let this Prince give you a kneel, delusion!" At this time, Jing Shenxiang screamed, then the figure actually moved, but also angered: "This Prince will kill you now, See who can save you!"

The violent voice fell, Jing Shenxiang people in the air, directly shot a palm, suddenly a **** red mans appeared, carrying a rolling killing machine, slammed against Nie Tian.

"Prince, you are too much!" At this time, a cold sound in the air sounded, and then a figure appeared, directly on the battle platform, a palm shot, blocked the attack of Jing Shenxiang.

"His Royal Princess," said Nie Tian's gaze, and looked at Jing Youwei, not far away, shouting.

At this time, dare to save him, and only Jingwei Wei.

"His Royal Princess!" The crowd around the scene saw Jing Youwei's shot, and their faces changed and they screamed.

The prince and the princess have played against each other, and this is a good show.

The people of the Holy Moon Dynasty know that the most talented person of the younger generation of the Holy Month is not the Prince, nor the other princes, but the long princess Jing Youwei.

However, Jing Shenxiang was born by the Queen, with great support behind her, and she was the eldest son, so she got the position of Prince.

Although Jing Youwei has a good talent, there is no power behind it. He can only be a long princess.

In the world of martial arts, there is no male superiority, but strength is respect.

Many big forces, big dynasties, are all female martial artists in power.

For example, the Xuantian dynasty, which belongs to the four great emperors of the Holy Moon Dynasty, is the emperor, not the emperor.

Many people have privately argued that if Jing Youwei is willing to win, the status of Jing Shenxiang will be in jeopardy.

Therefore, everyone in the Holy Moon Dynasty knows that the Prince and the Princess are not harmonious.

At this time, the two men actually played against each other in the eyes of the public. This is definitely a big show.

"Jing Youwei, you dare to shoot me!" Jing Shenxiang figure condensed, standing in the air, a pair of eyes Mori cold staring at Jing Youwei, killing sinking.

"Prince, lose is lose, don't lose, throw away the face of our holy month!" Jing Youwei coldly opened his mouth, there is no softness in his eyes, instead he is chilling.

She definitely does not allow Jing Shenxiang to kill Nie Tian. If Jing Shenxiang dares to shoot again, then she will blame her Jingwei Wei!

"Let's relax! How does this Prince do things, which round got you to teach!" Jing Shenxiang whispered, angered: "Jing Youwei, your mother is just a prostitute in the palace, you and your brother are all kinds!" ”