Heavenly Monarch of All Times

not dead!

Nie Tian did not die!

The oriental pavilion trembled, unable to believe his eyes, and his face was full of incredible.

He couldn't believe that Nie Tian was sitting there, and he was able to live with his face.

This is really terrible. How can there be such a terrible force on Nie Tian’s body? How could he use the flesh and blood to resist the power of the flames?

"Oriental Pavilion, Sang Hui." At this time, Nie Tian's figure step by step out of the flames of the wild waves, the whole body of the magic is like boiling, rolling, a pair of eyes dark, very sharp as the most extreme edge, slowly Sweeping through the Oriental Pavilion and Sang Hui, saying one word at a time: "You, **** it!"

A dead word fell, Nie Tian's madness has been uncontrollable, seems to melt into the whole body of magic, making him look darker and more terrible!

"I..." The Oriental Pavilion felt the strength and killing of Nie Tian. One pair of eyes could not help but tremble. The fear in the heart was all written on the face, but it was completely speechless.

He can really feel that the kind of savage that Nie Tian has on his body is definitely not what he can contend with.

Moreover, Nie Tian’s momentum is several times stronger than before.

In particular, the magic of Nie Tian's whole body, the tumultuous temper, like the magic that rushed out of hell, to devour this world.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, Dongfang Pavilion can never believe that the breath of a warrior can actually be dark to this point.

"Nie Tian, ​​you..." The blue bamboo surplus on the side was also stunned by the scene in front of me. The beautiful trembling, looking at Nie Tian from afar, I don't know what to say.

And Sang Hui is scared of a cold sweat, such as stone carving, kneeling in place, half a day can not respond.

"Death!" At this time, Nie Tian mouth twitched, stepping out directly, the figure looks like a black man, and it is a moment of deception, actually deceived to the side of the East Pavilion.

"You..." The Oriental Pavilion suddenly felt a flash of darkness in front of him, yelling in amazement, but then there was no more sound.

His neck was buckled by a big hand like a pair of iron tongs. One face was red and bloody, and the eyes were all convex. The facial features became very embarrassed under the pressure of tremendous pressure.

His eyes, looking at the dark face in front of him, horrified to the extreme, the fear in his heart was infinitely magnified through his eyes.

"The last words." Nie Tian's hand is like a steel pliers, as if the tiger has held down the lamb, and the corner of his mouth is twitching.

"Nie Tian, ​​you can't kill me, I am the son of the blood doorkeeper, I am the Oriental Pavilion. If you dare to kill me..." The East Pavilion eyes trembled, a pair of eyes horrified to the extreme, the sound trembled Every time I say a word, I use his great strength.

However, his words have not been finished, and he was interrupted by Nie Tianqiang.

"This kind of last words, meaningless!" Nie Tiansen cold, his hands slowly, suddenly the neck of the East Pavilion tightened, a face was red and red, then purple, black, a pair of eyes was actually squeezed out Blood stained his face, beyond recognition.

At the moment of dying, he still wants to threaten Nie Tian, ​​which is ridiculous.

If Nie Tian accepts such a threat, then he is not Nie Tian!

Dongfang Pavilion killed Yue Dong, even if he is the son of Tianwang Laozi, he must die!

Nie Tian slowly tried to kill the Oriental Pavilion bit by bit, let him experience the most direct and extreme despair in the world.

"Hey!" After a long time, there was a muffled sound in the void, and the head of the Oriental Pavilion was actually bitten by Nie Tian.

The **** scene is extremely fierce.

The eyes of the East Pavilion before the death, the panic to the extreme, it is a kind of fear of desperation to the extreme, very tragic.

After Nie Tianqiang smothered the Eastern Pavilion, he suddenly turned around, and a pair of eyes like a poisonous wolf stared at Sang Hui.

Sang Hui suddenly felt the murder of the face, and the sluggish double trembled, which was reflected.

At this time, the shock in his heart was simply impossible to add.

He could not imagine that the Dongfang Pavilion, a genius warrior with the strength of Tianyi Shengjun, would be killed by Nie Tian with this most primitive and cruel means.

Of course, he felt that Nie Tian’s strength at this time was a lot stronger than before he entered the blood soul road.

He did not know how Nie Tian was so fast in such a short period of time.

But he knows that at this time, he is already dead end.

Nie Tian is not only strong and powerful, but the speed is surprisingly fast. Sang Hui wants to escape in front of him, it is impossible!

"Nie, Nie Tian, ​​what are you doing?" At this time, Nie Tian went straight, Sang Hui's eyes trembled, and the figure subconsciously retreated, his voice trembled, his legs could not help but soften.

"What do you say?" Nie Tian mouth twitched the meaning of coldness, and Sen Han opened his mouth, and the killing in his eyes was like a flame.

"You, you, don't kill me. I am the soul of the soul of the door, I am the owner of the Blood Soul Gate, you killed me, I will not let you go!" Sang Hui stepped back and spoke Not in logic.

At this time, he was still stupid to threaten Nie Tian.

Nie Tianlian Dongfang Pavilion did not hesitate to kill, and would care about the identity of Sang Hui!

"Sang Hui, when you are in the Yin City, you want to kill me. Now I am standing in front of you. Are you shooting?" Nie Tian’s eyes are like a sharp blade, and the whole person is like a beast, so low and low.

"I..." Sang Hui swallowed a slobber and couldn't speak at all.

In front of Nie Tian, ​​he did not have the power to fight back, and how could he take the initiative.

"The last words!" Nie Tian stepped out, the whole body momentum frantically surging, cold and cold spit out two cold words.

"I..." Sang Hui was shocked. Just before Nie Tian killed the Eastern Pavilion, he said the last words.

At this time, he could no longer support it. His knees were soft and he squatted directly in front of Nie Tian. He even yelled and said, "Nie Tian, ​​beg you, spare me, I am wrong, no matter again. I dare not."

"Rao you?" Nie Tian smiled coldly, his figure flickered, and came directly to Sang Hui. One hand pressed on the top of the latter's head, and his face was cold. "You look like a beggar, It will only make me feel better when I kill you!"

"You..." Sang Hui heard Nie Tian's words, his eyes trembled, and he wanted to look up, only to find that his body could not move half a point.

"Hey!" And in the next moment, Nie Tian's hands suddenly made a force, and after a muffled sound, the eyes were bloody.

Sang Hui’s head is directly broken, and the blood and brain are flying, which is extremely fierce.

Nie Tian did not hesitate to kill Sang Hui again with cruel means!

Dongfang Pavilion and Sang Hui, the son of a deputy, the son of a cousin, eventually died in the hands of Nie Tian.