Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Huang Quan contends in the first round and will soon end.

One hundred military men advanced, one hundred warriors were eliminated, and even more than a dozen people were killed by opponents on the spot.

Without any stoppage, the second round of combat begins directly.

Nie Tian’s opponent is a young swordsman who has no threat to him, but only a few strokes are defeated.

After walking down the sword, another battle on the other side attracted the attention of Nie Tian.

He is familiar with both sides of the battle. One is the eighth starry ambassador, and the other is Tang Beiming, the owner of Shen Jian Villa.

Nie Tian brows his head and wrinkles, and there is some worry in his heart.

Tang Beiming used to follow Yin Feng’s sword, and it’s an extremely terrifying opponent.

Even before Yin Feng had no fight with Tang Beiming, he just barely won.

But you must know that the two were normal battles at the time. Yin Feng’s reason for winning was because his realm was higher than that of Tang Beiming.

Now, Tang Beiming and the Red Heart are all suppressing the realm of the sword in the sky, and the number of wins and losses is very dangerous.

"Hey!" At this time, the two men on the sword column slammed into a sword, and the red-hearted figure fell wildly, leaving a scary sword mark on the body.

The red heart is naturally not weak, but compared to Tang Beiming, it is obviously a lot worse.

"Red predecessors, can't be reluctant." Nie Tian brows up, worrying more in his heart.

He is very familiar with the spleen "sex" of the red heart, the latter is extremely stubborn, and the things identified will not be easy to let go.

Just like attending Huang Quan Wu Jian, I know that the danger is great, but I still insist on participating.

"The president of the Tianwuhui, there is a false name!" Tang Bei Ming "Liang" cold mans, extremely mad, the whole body of the nine killing swords surging, almost congested into the real killing, blocking the surrounding void.

The red-hearted Dan’s heart feels murderous, and it’s rushing to react. The other party is not going to defeat him, but to kill him!

"Well!" Yin Feng no, I have already ended the battle, came to Nie Tian, ​​a face can not help but change, his eyes are much lower.

Of course he can see what Tang Beiming is going to do.

Before he and Tang Beiming played against each other, the latter also used nine killing swords to block the void. If it wasn't for his superb sword, he might die under the sword.

A red heart will face the nine swords, and have a few chances to survive?

"Want to kill me, it's not that simple!" The red heart was ridiculed by the other party. He couldn't be angry, the flames in his eyes rolled, and the sword in his body was like a rainbow, and the impact around the sky was shaking. "Shen Jian Shanzhuang and Tianwuhui have no festivals, but you are too close to the kid named Nie Tian." Tang Beixiao smiled coldly, then the figure moved, and a sword was killed, and it was endless. Swords are frantically surging, such as the waterfall of the sky

Pressed to the heart of the red heart.

The murderous advent, the red-hearted Dan felt a "forced" pressure, but he was not afraid, the sword volleyed and roared out.

"Hey!" The next moment, two tyrannical swords collided, bursting out in the air, it seems that even the world will be cracked.

The red heart is flying out of the heart, leaving a **** "color" track in the air and falling directly to the sword.

"Predecessors!" Nie Tian saw, the figure moved, flashed in the past, catching the red heart.

The red-hearted Dan heart stabilized his body, and his mouth was covered with blood. He smiled faintly and signaled that he was fine.

Just a sword, although he was badly hit, but also let him escape the blockade area of ​​the nine killing sword.

Tang Beiming’s eyes were cold and cold, and his face was almost gloomy and almost bloody.

In the case of the suppression of strength, the power of the nine-sword sword can not be played out, or let the red-hearted heart escape.

Yin Feng did not have a long breath of vomiting, and the red heart can survive. It is already the best result.

The second round ended very quickly, with 50 winners remaining.

Then, the third round of fighting began.

Nie Tian directly stepped on the sword column, and the swords and swords were surging.

"Bad boy, finally waiting for you!" The next moment, the low voice sounded, a figure came, a powerful sword fell, and accompanied by Ling Hao "forced people" killing.

"Cold and agarwood." Nie Tian mouth twitched, and the same flash of killing in the eyes.

Since the battle is a man's arrangement, he is not surprised at the cold and agarwood.

"Bad boy, pay for my second brother!" Cold agarwood did not have a little nonsense, directly roared, the body of the sword broke out, such as the torrent of landslides, gathered together to kill the sky, rolling toward Nie Tian.

Nie Tian’s face was calm, and his eyes were full of disdain.

The cold agarwood has the name of the sword butcher, and it ranks first among the three fierce swords of Shen Jian. Naturally, it is not comparable to ordinary swordsmen. But in Nie Tian’s eyes, he is still not a threat.

This time, Nie Tian still has no plans to produce a sword. He can just use his cold and agarwood to kill his own body.

A sword fell, rolling like a kill, and the surrounding space was infinitely murderous.

However, on the top of the sword column of Nie Tian, ​​it was like a meteorite, and it did not move.

"This is impossible!" Cold and agarwood can not help but shrink, a face horrified to the extreme.

His dedication to a sword, even failed to hurt Nie Tianfen, this is really incredible.

This scene is so similar to the previous single water.

"The fierce swordsman, is there such a thing?" Nie Tian’s mouth twitched with a touch of coolness, and smiled indifferently: "It’s really disappointing."

"You are looking for death!" Cold and aloes suddenly angered, low-lying like a thunder, then a body of swords broke out, the killing between the surrounding space suddenly became strong, the atmosphere suffocated the bones, like falling into the hail.

Nie Tian brows a little, he can feel, it seems that cold agarwood released some kind of restraining power in the body.

"Death!" The cold agarwood slammed, the sword front smashed, and directly smashed out, suddenly appeared like a wolf smoked sword, like a giant beast in the darkness, suddenly opened up to kill the eyes, killing the man wild.

Nie Tian does not move like a mountain, but the body is shocked. The body of the gods and swords is bursting out. The eruption of the gods and devils is actually breaking through the persecution of the surrounding.

Immediately, a sword shadow that was as dark as an abyss appeared, making the surrounding world dark and gloomy, such as the black cloud pressing the city.

"Boom!" The next moment, the two swords and shadows collided, the heavens and the earth were one of the Su, and then the endless crazy sword wave opened and violently spread around.

Nie Tian's figure shivered slightly, then he stepped back a few steps, and the corner of his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood.

However, this is just the case.

On the other hand, the cold agarwood screamed, under the impact of the sword wave, the body inch cracked, and finally turned into a blood, the bones did not exist.

After a long time, Jianlang dissipated, and Nie Tian stood on top of the sword. The sword column opposite him was empty, leaving only the **** air in the air, not completely dispersed.

The air atmosphere is suffocating, quiet as night, suppressing suffocation!

Several swordsmen who watched the battle, shocked on the spot, and had a long time to react.

Yin Feng’s eyes are shocked and excited, and I’m so hot. He is extremely convinced at this time that if he is under the same realm, he is not a rival to Nie Tian!