Heavenly Monarch of All Times

The death command, Nie Tian finally returned.

However, at this time, Nie Tian’s face was not proud, but there was a slight worry.

Xu’s death command is only the first. If he dies, it means that there will be more deaths.

"Ling Xuan Tiange, a bronze killer is so difficult to deal with, the next killer, fear is even more difficult." Nie Tian looked at the body of Xu Zijue, his brow slightly wrinkled.

Nie Tian walked down from the Jingwu stage and turned his eyes to the other three competitions.

At this time, the three competition fields next to each other are undergoing fierce battles.

The battle of Xiao Xiaoyi against Qiu Shaokang has already reached a fever.

Both of them are **** and very hard.

The strength of the war is easy, and the strength of Qiu Shaokang is one.

One is the first genius of the North Sea, and the other is the seventeenth day of the Sui Ling.

"Mr. Nie, you said that two of them will win?" Yan Fu was watching the battle, and saw Nie Tian came over and smiled and asked.

"War Xiao Yi." Nie Tian smiled slightly, gave his own answer, said: "The next move is a trick to win and lose."

Although the strength of Zhan Xiaoyi is under Qiu Shaokang, he possesses the battle cloud hegemony, even if Qiu Shaokang can't break the super defense of his battle cloud.

"Qiu Shaokang, I admit that your strength is very strong, but this time, you will lose no doubt!" On the battle platform, Zhan Xiaoyi was shrouded in the battle cloud, looking at the breathless Qiu Shaokang, Ling Ran said.

"Hurricane!" Qiu Shaokang obviously does not want to stop here. He is the genius of the Mi Lingdu. If even the quarter-finals of a dragon-blooded martial arts club can't enter, they are not shameful.

However, he is now spending almost the same amount of power, knowing that it is almost impossible to fight against the next move.

"War cloud gun, counterattack a blow, hehe!" Zhan Xiaoyi was in the middle of the air, with a black long gun in his hand, tumbling up, like a dragon, rising from the sky, the next shot of a long gun suddenly turned, the guns swooped down , rolling momentum, a few pressures destroyed by the city, rushed to Qiu Shaokang.

"Boom!" In the face of the momentum of the battle cloud gun, Qiu Shaokang barely propped up a wave shield, but only resisted for a while, the next moment the whole person was blasted to the competition.

After landing, Qiu Shaokang squirted a few mouthfuls of blood, his face was as white as paper, and he looked at the battle with horror. The shock was undecided. He said: "War Xiaoyi, let's walk!"

The war is small and frowns, not talking.

In fact, this last blow, he is already a mercy, if not, Qiu Shaokang is not dead, it is difficult to stand up.

Qiu Shaokang is a person who is required to be a spiritual person, and is also a child of Qiu’s family.

Qiu Jia is also one of the four major families.

Tang Moguqiu, this is the four great families of three thousand small worlds.

"White-eyed wolf!" Yan Fu also saw that the war was under the hands of Yu, and he took a look at Qiu Shaokang and said without hesitation.

"You······, 噗!" Qiu Shaokang looked at Fu Fu, and suddenly it was a blood spurt.

Yan Fu licked his mouth, his face showed undisguised contempt, and said: "What am I? Don't take it for me?"

Others are jealous of Qiu Shaokang's identity, but Fu is not afraid.

The disciples of these great families are used to the whole day and can't wait to walk on three legs. If you are used to him, you really take yourself as a green onion.

Qiu Shaokang obviously also knows the identity of Yan Fu, and even if he is wronged in his heart, he does not dare to be too expressionless. He has to leave with hate.

"Thank you." Zhan Xiaoyi walked down from the Jingwu stage and arched his hand to Yu Fu.

Yan Fu smiled and said: "Little baby, this uncle is looking forward to fighting you!"

"Let's accompany you." Zhan Xiaoyi is not afraid.

Nie Tian looked at the two people, smiled a little, and said in his heart: "These two are violent warriors. If it is a battle, it is very worth seeing."

"Hey!" Just then, the next door of the competition platform uploaded a muffled sound, and immediately a **** figure flew down.

Nie Tian and others looked at the past and turned out to be Gu Qiulin.

"Yeah?" Nie Tian gave a slight glimpse. If he remembered correctly, Gu Qiulin’s opponent seemed to be Tang XIII.

I did not expect that even Gu Qiulin lost in the hands of Tang XIII.

Nie Tian and Gu Qiulin handed over their hands and knew that the latter's strength was very strong and definitely above the East.

Nie Tian turned and looked at the past, just to see the disappearance of the ghost blade in the Tang Dynasty. He said: "The eyes of the sneaky are still very powerful, especially the double-edged sneaky, but also overbearing."

Tang XIII can defeat Gu Qiulin, relying on a double-edged ghost.

However, at this time, he is also pale, obviously using the sneaky, has a small burden on him.

"Tang XIII, count you bad!" Gu Qiulin climbed up, the whole body is bloody, bloody, how miserable it is.

Obviously, Tang XIII’s hands are in the mood, otherwise Gu Qiulin will never climb again.

Gu Qiulin estimated that he never dreamed that he would lose to the thirteenth of Tang, and he lost so much.

Tang XIII just glanced at Gu Qiulin and did not speak.

Nie Tian saw that defeating Gu Qiulin was basically the limit of Tang XIII. It is estimated that it is difficult to continue.

On the other side, the last battle of the first round is not over yet.

This battle is the longest and most cool battle of the four rounds, because both sides of the battle are raining Chiba and purple fire.

At this time, if Yuki Chiba took a lot of 'Dragon Blood', the strength was promoted to the real yuan.

The purple fire is still a real strength.

Nie Tian was surprised by this.

In the blood pool of the bloodsucker, the purple fire absorbs a lot of blood gas. According to the truth, the strength should be greatly improved at this time, at least in the real three or even four.

"Is it...", Nie Tian saw the magic ten who was watching the battle, and immediately understood: Purple fire transferred the blood of the body to the magic ten.

The strength of the magic ten is a giant, and looks like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old.

Originally, to achieve this strength, at least half a month or even a month, now reached in advance, will absorb the blood of the purple fire.

The strength of the purple fire and the rainy Chiba was originally between the middle and the middle. Of course, this is the case when the rain is not using the nine colors.

Nowadays, if the strength of Yuki Chiba is raised to the true yuan, it will be able to stabilize the purple fire.

"Flower leaves God!" If the rain behind the Chiba Xuanyu Bodhi Yuanling slightly swayed, several green leaves condensed together, forming a sharp edge, hitting the purple fire.

"Purple night 燎 original!" Purple fire fearless and fearless, a flame flew out of the hand, condensed into a purple flame in the air, suddenly the air was burned into a sly state.

"Oh!" It is a pity that if the attack of the rainy Chiba leaf leaf **** is swift and fierce, go straight through the purple flame and go to the purple fire.