Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"Duanmu!" Nie Tian looked at the figure on the battlefield, and the eyes suddenly shrank and secretly screamed.

He finally found the Duanmu Road!

"Nie Tian, ​​is that person your friend?" Su crazy song saw Nie Tian's face suddenly changed, followed the latter's eyes, saw Duanmu Road, Shen Sheng asked.

"Yeah." Nie Tian nodded and said: "I want to save him!"

"Nie Tian, ​​you don't want to be impulsive, here is the wolf slave, the strong is like a cloud." Su crazy songs noticed that Nie Tian was a little excited, nervous.

Among the entire wolf slaves, there are countless former Tianyun, and there are many Tianzhu strong people. There are even a lot of dark guards and a wolf king guarding. If Nie Tian wants to force people to save people, it is impossible. of.

"Yeah." Nie Tian brows and wrinkles, nodded.

He was very anxious, but he remained calm. If he forced his shot, the chance to rescue Duanmu was very small.

More importantly, he only saw one person at Duanmu Road and did not see other disciples.

Nie Tian’s eyes were low and he focused his attention on the competition platform.

At this time, against the Duanmu Road, is a wolf slave, its strength is the same as Duanmu Road, is the highest peak.

At this time, Nie Tian can only hope that Duanmu Road won this game.

Because the battle between the wolves and slaves is to die of life and death.

Therefore, Duanmu Road and his opponent, only one of them can survive.

"Kill!" At this time, the wolf slave whispered, and a palm shot, a horrible wave of air in the void, rolling like a sea, like a wild animal, mad at the end of the road.

This wolf slave, apparently stayed in the realm of the highest gods, stayed for a long time, so its momentum is much stronger than Duanmu.

Although Duanmu Road is also the highest peak of the gods, and there are looming signs of breaking through the semi-holy, but his strength is achieved with the help of Nie Tian, ​​not very stable.

The most important thing is that his actual combat in the realm of the highest gods is almost zero, so the real battle is somewhat reluctant.

"Hey!" On the competition field, there was an epee in the hand of Duanmulu. It was his sword of the Yuanling, the Eight-Pole Kunwu, a low-pitched sword, and the sword was released, stirring and opening. The sword shadow whispers in the air, and the momentum is tyrannical.

"Boom!" The next moment, the two forces collided together, and there was a low roar in the void.

"Hey! Hey!" Duanmu Road and the wolf slave were attacked by the power of terror, and the figure retreated at the same time.

Then, the two men each made a few moves, which was quite comparable.

Nie Tian brows her face, her face is tight, and she is more nervous than fighting himself.

However, he can see that Duanmu is very smart and deliberately converges strength. He wants to familiarize himself with his opponent through his immediate opponent.

"Little scorpion, the next punch, want your life!" At this time, the wolf slave seemed to be angry, and a violent bang, a punch rushed out, and the violent punching force came out, even in In the void, it became a storm and strangled the end of the road.

"This is the end of it." Duanmu Lu's eyes sank, not afraid, the mouth twitched a cold, then the whole body of the eight-pole sword broke out, and the mountains were like mountains.

"Boom!" The next moment, the horrible swordsmanship condensed in the void, a terrible sword appeared, oppressed out, and the swordsman swelled beyond 10,000 meters, killing the plane.

"How is it possible?" The wolf slave suddenly felt the terrible pressure of the town, and could not help but scream, he apparently did not think that Duanmu Road could burst into such a terrible power in a flash.

Then, the wolf slave did not have time to make a half-reaction, directly drowned by the sword shadow, the bones are gone!

"Good! Good! Good!" The crowd looked at the **** scene and made a hysterical scream, extremely frenetic.

Nie Tian was frowned, and there was no relaxation on his face.

The victory of Duanmu Road won only means that he is temporarily safe.

But then, what kind of enemy he will meet, no one knows.

"Teacher!" And at this time, Duanmu Road suddenly looked up and saw Nie Tian, ​​his eyes could not help but tremble, surprise.

He never thought that Nie Tian had come!

"Yeah." Nie Tian looked at Duanmu Road, nodding his head, and his eyes were firm and calm.

"Dead slaves, your strength is good, let this less come to teach and teach." At this time, a low-pitched sound suddenly appeared in the void, and then a figure volleyed and fell heavily on the competition platform. Above.

"Yeah?" Nie Tian's eyes suddenly swelled and his face changed.

The figure that suddenly appeared in the mountain of Jingwutai turned out to be the young Chinese warrior.

In the past, this man once shot and killed a wolf slave to the highest peak.

"It's bad!" Su crazy song saw the man, his eyes trembled and screamed.

The Chinese warrior is not a slave, so it is not restricted by the competition venue.

That person is a semi-santrician third-order warrior, but it can appear in the supreme gods competition.

With the strength of Duanmu Road, it is impossible to fight against this Chinese warrior.

"Nie Tian, ​​calm!" Su sings the song and feels that Nie Tian’s eyes are wrong. He quickly stepped forward and pulled the latter and said: "When you have no last resort, don't shoot!"

Nie Tian's posture, clearly if it is directly involved in the battle of the battlefield, this is a taboo for the wolf slave.

Once there were children of the family, they fought in the battle of the battlefield and were directly killed by the people of the wolf slaves.

In the wolf slaves, no matter who you are, you must abide by the rules!

Nie Tian’s face was low and his eyes were locked in the body of the Chinese martial artist. If Duanmu Road is dangerous, he will definitely shoot.

He didn't care if he angered the entire wolf slave.

Su mad song brows up, looking around, obviously waiting for someone.

He is waiting for the Wolf King Su Cheng, if the latter is willing to come, maybe everything will turn.

"Boy, you are a good swordsman, talent is very strong." Above the Jingwu Terrace, the Chinese costume warrior stared at Duanmu Road, as if the wolf stared at the little sheep, and smiled coldly: I rarely like to kill geniuses, especially young geniuses like you."

"Get out of it." Duanmu Road looked low, not afraid, cold and responsive.

"The bones are very hard!" Huafu warrior smiled coldly and said: "I don't know, is your bones hard, or the fists of this few are hard!"

"Boom!" At the moment when the voice fell, his figure moved directly, and the whole body momentum soared to the extreme in a moment, a punch hit, where the fist fell, a fist shadow like a mad dragon whistling out, toward Duanmu The road smashed the past.

Duanmu Lu suddenly felt the amount of violent violence coming from the face, which made his brow wrinkled, but he did not retreat. The eight poles Kunwu crossed the air, and the sword was like a landslide and tsunami.