Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Standing opposite the Ling Xuan Tiange killer, Nie Tian was more able to feel the chill of Ling Xiao, blowing in the face.

The person in front of me, a pair of cold pupils, cold, ruthless, like a cold lake, deep bottomless.

"I didn't expect that you would dare to appear in the Dragon Blood Martial Society. It seems that you are killing me. It is not easy." Looking directly at Xu's double sister, Nie Tian did not panic, but smiled slightly.

Nie Tian guessed that the person who asked Ling Xuan Tiange to kill the hand was most likely the red-haired elder of the Alchemy Masters Association, Zheng Zhengde.

But he is not sure, so I want to test it out.

However, Xu Zijue did not give him a chance. He did not pick up his words at all, but Y smiled coldly and said: "The person who received the death command is the person who is being watched by the **** of death. If you don't die one day, the **** of death will not be a day. give up."

“Oh?” Nie Tian browed slightly and smiled. “You guys who claim to be the messengers of death will receive a death order?”

Xu Zijue frowned slightly, not knowing what Nie Tian meant.

"Hey!" The next moment, Nie Tian raised his arm and a sound of broken air rang.

Mr. Xu responded extremely quickly, reaching out and grabbing something, and looking at it, it was the bronze death token that he sent out a few days ago.

"Death of death, give it back to you!" Nie Tian whispered, no longer nonsense, the sword appeared in the hands of the sky, suddenly the sword overflowed, filled the entire battle platform.

Xu Zijue glanced at the Death Token in his hand and smiled coldly: "Death Order, once issued, will never be recovered. I will personally put the token on your body!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a light and shadow dagger in the hands of Xu Zijue, which was full of swords and strong suffocation.

"Sword is the sword that is condensed?" Nie Tian looked at the light and shadow dagger and smiled.

Xu Zijue is a sword-sword-like sword. The short sword in his hand is formed by the purest sword.

"Dead!" Xu Zijue did not answer Nie Tian's question. Instead, he screamed and screamed, and immediately the sword light flashed, the sword was biting, and the sword was suffocating, and he came to Nie Tian.

"Since the death command has already returned you, then the **** person is you!" Nie Tian did not have the slightest panic, and the sword in his hand provoked.

"A sword goes to the night!" Nie Tian whispered softly, and immediately a sword, and flew out.

"Hey!" Two swordsman, the most direct collision, the air is a flash of fire, the sword is stirring.

Nie Tian and Xu Zijue took a step back at the same time.

The icy eyes of Xu Zijue flashed a touch of surprise, and the heart was shocked: "He is obviously a sword-hearted sword, and I am a sword-skilled person. His sword power is not under me, weird!"

Nie Tian and Xu Zijue’s reaction was exactly the opposite. The heart said: “You are a killer, Mr. Xu, the best at the assassination. Now I am standing on the battle platform and playing a fair confrontation with me. I am looking for death!”

When Nie Tian was on the day, Nie Tian had already tried it out. The strength of Xu Zijue was not very strong. He was best at sneak attack.

However, in order to kill Nie Tian, ​​he even went to the Dragon Blood Wuhui Association, which is equivalent to giving up his greatest advantage. This is tantamount to finding a dead end.

Nie Tian did not have the opportunity to respond to Xu Zijue, followed by a sword and a sword.

The swaying swordsmanship shrouded the entire battlefield.

The figure of the two people is getting faster and faster, and everyone just sees the sword on the martial arts stage, and it is almost impossible to tell who the two are.

After dozens of tricks, the fortune of Xu Zijue slowly appeared, and he felt that as the opponent with Nie Tian became faster and faster, the latter’s sword gas became more and more horrible.

What makes him even more incredible is that Nie Tian’s swordsmanship seems to contain a force of devouring, and he is constantly absorbing his sword and turning into his own power.

At this moment, Xu Zijue felt that a fear of death was lingering in his heart.

As a killer, Mr. Xu has a more calm perception of death than ordinary people.

"Are you afraid?" Nie Tian’s voice suddenly sounded, and Xu’s son saw a smattering of the sword and the chill of the rush, and he was on the verge of coming.

The feelings of Xu Zijue are correct. Nie Tian’s swordsmanship does have the power to swallow.

The spirit of the star spirit, born of the power of the stars, not only inherits the attributes of the power of the power of the stars, but also has a very powerful phagocytic property.

The power of the spirit of the star spirit and the soul of the nine-pole chaotic beast are derived from the power of the stars, but the spirit of the star soul can only swallow the sword, but can not devour other forces, this is far from the sky The soul is horrible.

Nie Tianhao slammed out a sword, Xu Zijue brows slightly wrinkled, and suddenly there was a faint phantom shadow behind him, and immediately this group of virtual shadows wrapped it, his figure disappeared directly from the air.

Seeing this scene, everyone outside the martial arts field showed a surprised look.

"Invisible! You are the little thief!" Yu Fu was watching the battle at this time, immediately thinking of something, pointing to Xu Zijue shouted.

Until this time, Yu Fu was reacted. It turned out that this guy was the killer who attacked Nie Tian in Tianluo City that day.

For the disappearance of the viscount of Xu, all of them were shocked.

However, Nie Tian did not panic at all, but turned his mouth up and smiled slightly, muttering: "Is this trick again? It is too much to look down on me."

Nie Tian guessed that the faint illusion that just appeared after Xu Zijue was his Yuan Ling, which helped him to merge with the space, conceal his body shape and converge.

"Hey!" The next moment, Nie Tianjian stabbed out, above the Jianfeng, the shadow of the sky spurted out, and immediately filled the entire Jingwutai.

The sword shadow is pervasive, and there is a blank space above the competition platform. It is a human form.

"It's over!" Nie Tian flashed a smack of sneak, a sneer, stepping out at the foot, the sword volley, suddenly the sword swayed, and the swordsman with death gas swept away.

Ling Tianyijian, the huge swordsman whistling out, fierce hurricane, like the death knell of death.

At this moment, the spread of Xu Zijue's eyes gradually expanded, and immediately became desperate. He smelled the breath of death, so oppressed, so real and irresistible.

After killing so many people, he finally felt the feeling before death.

However, he did not give up, the short sword in his hand flew out, turned into a thin shield, wrapped around the body.

"Sword cover." Nie Tian's cold laughter sounded, "This time, you can't stop it!"

"Hey!" Swordsman kneels, Xu Zijue's body is slightly smashed, and the slate under his feet is directly cracked.

"Kat!" Then, followed by the rupture of the sword shield, completely broken.

Nie Tian swallowed up enough swords at this time, and Xu Zijue consumed a lot of power.

Under the circumstance, the latter can no longer resist the last blow.

The body of Xu Ziju flew out and crossed the air, falling heavily on the ground.

After landing, the **** body, after a few twitching, immediately did not move, and died.

At this time, in his hand, he held the death command that Nie Tian returned.