Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Long Haotian looked at the humanoid sword of Nie Tian's body. He seemed to understand something. His face was full of horror. There were four words in his mind: Jianling!

In the rumors, those who understand the swordsmen who have no martial arts can use their own swords to condense the sword spirit. Moreover, the sword spirit is different from the ordinary martial arts. Each sword spirit can inherit all the power of the swordsman, even martial arts!

But Nie Tian is just a swordsman in the district. How can it condense the sword spirit?

This is absolutely impossible!

Although Long Haotian did not repair the kendo, he repaired the knife. The knife road and the kendo, the same way.

With the cultivation of his knives and realms, even the threshold of the knives of the knives is not enough. How can a Nie Tian sword and swordsman condense the sword spirit?

"Don't think about it, I am a sword-skinned person!" Nie Tian glanced at the surprise in the heart of Long Yutian, and said with full provocation.

"Jianqi avatar?" Long Haotian heard the name for the first time, and the horror on his face was even worse. His heart was dark: "Is this kid not swearing at me? I am a knife knives. How can I not condense the knife?" ”

This time, Nie Tianzhen did not lie.

What is pouring out of his body is indeed a sword.

With pure swords and no swords to understand the human form, although far less than the sword spirit, but it is enough to bring people.

However, Nie Tian exhausted the whole body and condensed out the twelve swords, but it was not just that simple.

Seeing what Nie Tian seems to be thinking about, Long Haotian does not give him this opportunity, roaring, the whole body's momentum is getting stronger and stronger, the leading knives appear in the hands, the violent swords are scattered, and the surrounding kilometers are covered. space.

"Nie Tian, ​​no matter what tricks you play, today is hard to escape!" Long Haotian face horrible, the leading tyrants are fierce, and a hundred meters of huge knife shadows fall, the momentum is huge, the majestic, Pressed to Nie Tian.

The twelve swords of Nie Tian’s body were rushing to the sky, and the sword in the hands of the body was soaring, and a hundred meters of swords and shadows instantly condensed.

"Boom!" The sword collided, a loud noise, the volatility of a stock surged, and everyone outside the kilometer felt the whistling wind.

Nie Tian's figure was once again knocked out and the blood in his mouth could not stop, but his mouth was raised with a strange arc, as if everything was in his calculations.

Long Haotian retreats a few steps, stabilizes his figure, and laughs loudly: "Ha ha! Nie Tian, ​​I see how long you can hold?"

At this time, Long Haotian can feel that Nie Tian's breath is getting weaker and weaker, which is obviously a sign of the inability to continue.

Therefore, at this time, every move is very beneficial to Long Haotian.

His strength is Jiuzhong Jiuzhong, this is much higher than Nie Tian, ​​plus a lot of time before rest, at this moment, the Yuanli is abundant, and does not care about Yuanli consumption.

But Nie Tian is completely different, and the eleven battles with the devil consume a lot of his power. At this time, every fight with Long Haotian is stretched.

If it is so consumed, there are no more than ten strokes, and Nie Tian’s strength will be empty!

A warrior without power, it is not a killer!

However, just as Long Xiaotian’s whisper has not yet fallen, his expression is stunned.

"Twelve cuts of the sword, open!" Nie Tian wiped the blood of his mouth, his face showed a strange smile.

With the sound of Nie Tian falling, within a few hundred meters around Longyantian, twelve giant swords of hundreds of meters suddenly appear, running through the heavens and the earth, and holding the momentum, and the dragons are surrounded by the center.

Twelve swords and shadows, like the giant pillars of the sky, the swords are rolling, the sword is strong, and the dragons are wrapped up.

"What is this?" Long Haotian was not a small horror. He smashed out and slammed it on the sword array. It was like a mud cow entering the sea.

Nie Tian saw the opening of the 12th Heavenly Swords and trapped the dragons, and he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Twelve cuts of the sword array, one of the three major sword arrays among the proud swords.

The proud sword is the super-day sword, and the three sword arrays contained in it are comparable to the existence of the nine-order spirit array.

Nie Tian’s 12-day sword array set at this time is certainly not a nine-order spirit array.

If it is really a nine-order spirit, then the dragon's eye will be destroyed into slag.

The real twelve-day swordsmanship, which has to be opened with twelve true senses, at this moment Nie Tian used twelve swords to open the twelve-day sword array, which can only be regarded as a semi-finished semi-finished product.

But even the half-finished 12-day sword array is also capable of having a fourth-order spirit array.

The fourth-order spiritual array, not to mention trapping a giant spiritual warrior, even if it is a high-order warrior in the real world, it is difficult to break the spirits.

Just now, Nie Tian and Long Haotian were fighting hard to attract the attention of the latter. Otherwise, how could his twelve-day swordsmanship trap the latter so easily?

However, the power of the Twelve Cuts of the Swords is not just to trap the dragons.

At this time, the twelve sword shadows outside the sword array turned wildly, forming a huge sword vortex at the center, and the heaven and earth spirits within the 10,000-meter space seemed to collapse and rushed into the sword vortex.

Obviously, the Twelve Cut Sky Swords is absorbing the power of heaven and earth!

And these absorbed heaven and earth spiritual powers all gathered into the twelve swords of the top of the sword array, and then passed into the body of Nie Tian.

This is only the lowest level effect of the 12-day-old sword array. If it is the real 12-day sword array, it is a tens of thousands of meters of sword shadow. The sword array is unfolding, and it is a thousand miles wide. Anyone who falls into the sword array , will be evacuated in an instant.

Everything is in the calculations of Nie Tian.

In the sword array, Long Haotian was left and right, and a knife smashed on the sword array. The bursting out of the sword became the nourishment of the sword array, making the entire sword array more unbreakable.

"Impossible!" The horrible sword of the whole body shrouded. Long Haotian felt the invisible force exerted on the body. The power in the body was an unstoppable frenzied leak. He did not want to believe in the facts before him.

A scene in the sky, causing people to change color again at the place.

"Terrorist swordsmanship!" Duanmubai is not a swordman, but it is a strong wheel of the gods. Even in the tens of thousands of meters of the sword, he can still feel the thundering power of the sword.

At this point, he already did not know how to describe the shock in his heart. Nie Tian has risen to an unreachable height in his heart, just like a god, only looking up and not touching.

"The horrible sword meaning!" Li Lao is also deeply moved, and Nie Tian brought him too much shock, once again refreshed his martial arts cognition.

At the same time, among the people outside the martial arts, a middle-aged black man in black, looking at the scene in the sky, his face was slightly shocked, but he did not panic, said in his heart: "Nie Tian's strength is indeed It’s weird, it seems that Long Qi wants to win, it’s not so easy. Seven sons, it’s time to reveal your true strength.”

Dragon Seven, another name for Long Haotian.

This black-and-blooded middle-aged warrior is the one who follows the dragon's day and comes to the celestial burial society.