Heavenly Monarch of All Times

The 867th chapter of the last days of madness

"Danger!" The stunned sky stunned and the crowd trembled, and many people exclaimed.

It’s horrible to see the swords of the magical flow of ghosts.

For a moment, the magical flow of ghosts almost enveloped the entire competition field. Everyone felt the kind of fierce suffocating anger, and all eyes were shaking and his face was horrified.

The four people on the Tianting Pavilion had a slight sluggish look. They did not expect that the strength of the singularity would be so strong.

Tang Yan’s eyes were condensed, and his expression turned out to be tense.

Nie Tian, ​​the **** of war that he admired in his heart, has fallen for more than 100 years. If the boy named Nie Tian is the descendant of the former, then he must save his life, even if it is a blatant destruction of the rules of the Armed Forces.

The **** of war, Nie Tian, ​​died in the wedding night, and in the sense that there will be no descendants.

However, the juvenile and the **** of war Nie Tian are so similar, there must be a mysterious connection between the two, which makes Tang Yan’s heart have a trace of luck.

Maybe Nie Tian, ​​who used to live in the past, is in love with somewhere. Without future generations, he does not know.

"Tang brother?" Mo Zhaojing noticed that Tang Yan looked strange, his brows wrinkled and shouted.

Tang Yi slightly stunned, immediately put away the reaction, did not speak.

On the martial arts stage, the singularly smashed a sword, and the magical sword that swallowed the sky crashed down.

In the endless magical flow of ghosts, Nie Tian is standing still, his body is like a black hole that devours everything, letting the devil flow into the body.

In his body, the magical flow of ghosts turned, but it was surging in the sword, and did not cause any harm to his body.

Nie Tiangan directly absorbs the devil's ghost, which is enough confidence in his own sword. He believes that his sword can perfectly suppress the magic flow, so he can make such crazy moves.

"Boom!" The magical sword sank, the air screamed, and the airflow was full of violent anger.

The secluded scorpion gave up the defense of the magic flow, gathered all the magic flow ghosts, and slammed the strongest blow, and must kill Nie Tian on the spot.

At this moment, Nie Tian’s body suddenly moved, and his mouth whispered softly: “Singularity, your strength, but this is the case.”

The cold and low voice fell, and Nie Tian’s sword appeared in the hands of the gods. The sword in the sword of the gods rushed wildly, and for a moment, the sword, the killing, the war, and the sky.

The sword of the gods is wrapped in the sword, and there is a vast and boundless momentum.

"Proud swords, the madness of the end!" The voice of indifference sounded, the sorcerer's sword was instantly condensed, and the brilliance of the sword screamed in the air, swallowing the momentum of the sky, and smashing the magical flow of ghosts.

At the same time, Nie Tian suddenly had a magical flow of ghosts constantly rushing out, and the original sword meaning merged, bursting out a scary sword.

"The horrible swordsman!" People saw a swallowing sword and swaying against the momentum, their eyes violently shaking, the glaring swordsmanship, like the moon, the moment of brilliance bloom, people dare not look straight.

The madness of the end, the proud sword of the senior three styles, the strongest one, with the sword of the gods, suddenly erupted momentum, such as the mountains and tsunami, it is difficult to match.

"Inverse kill!" The next moment, Nie Tian roared, his feet slammed, his figure like a sword, the sword of the gods of the behemoth, roaring, and the space shook again.

This move is a trick for the two to win the game!

Nie Tian is like a mountain, rising from the ground, and the sword of the sky is going straight for nine days, and the momentum is getting more and more spiritual.

"Well?" The secluded sensation felt a smoldering breath from the ground, letting his eyes condense, and an uneasy sigh in his heart.

"Hey!" Deeply whispered, Nie Tian's swordsmanship finally broke out after reaching the extreme. The sword of the gods was like a dragon, and the swords of the sharp and sturdy swords roared out.

At this moment, the air is compressed to the extreme, and a little sparkling star appears in the air, making a strange noise.

The smashing swordsmanship is dazzling, but it is the most horrible murder.

"Boom!" The sword is swaying, and the dark clouds and low spirits are being torn apart. The next moment, the smoke disappears, and the swords on the stage are filled with glare.

At the same moment, the singular magical sword of the singularity, under the impact of the sword of the gods, the inch of cracking, the magical flow of gas into black fog dissipated in the glory of the sword.

It was just a moment of rushing to the blink of an eye. The huge magical sword of the kilometer was directly bombarded and collapsed. The blood in the air was immediately disappeared.

The sword of the gods crossed an amazing arc in the air, and the swordsmanship was like a meteor falling on the ground.

"Ah!" A sword whistling, and a screaming scream came out, and it was extremely painful.

The crowd opened their mouths, their chests violently undulating, their breathing became slightly hurried, and they watched the scene in the air incredulously.

The swallowing swordsman directly flooded the secluded sky, and a **** figure resembled a small boat, struggling in the turbulent waves of the sword.

At this moment, the singer's ear seems to have heard the crying sound of thousands of ghosts, and there are countless devils in front of him, let him feel the suffocation of despair.

Among the two eyes, the fear is slowly expanding, and the anger is slowly dissipating.

The singular singer is a genius, and once claimed to be the martial arts talent space in front of Nie Tian.

Indeed, the strength and talent of the singularity are all talents.

If he meets any opponent at the same level, he can easily kill it.

It is a pity that the opponent he met was Nie Tian, ​​the former **** of the heavens, and the peak of the former Tianjian Kendo.

Even if the savage talent of the Kendo is amazing, but in front of Nie Tian, ​​it is destined to become a tragedy.

Nie Tian’s talent and strength once shocked the entire heavenly domain. Today, he is as shocking as 3,000 small worlds!

At a certain moment, the secluded sky suddenly remembered. When he first saw Nie Tian, ​​he regarded the latter as an ants and could kill them at will.

But he would think of it, but in just one month, the ants that he looked down on became the nine-day dragon, sharp and sharp, and hard to match.

"Oh!" After a while, the secluded scorpion can no longer bear the oppression of the sword. The body is tight, and it is actually smashed by life. The flesh and blood are directly submerged in the rolling sword, like a small spray, disappearing in the endless waves. Above.

The secluded scorpio, self-defeating kendo genius, eventually died under the sword of Nie Tian, ​​the bones are gone.

The sly sword meaning disappeared instantly, and the Jingwutai was clean, as if nothing had happened.

In the battlefield, countless binoculars focused on Nie Tian's body, and the eyes flashed incredulously.

The atmosphere, the dead silence.

"Well?" At this time, Nie Tian's figure was inexplicably trembled. He felt a looming breath, and it appeared, but then disappeared immediately.

"Who?" At almost the same moment, a sudden roar of anger came out of the void.

Everyone didn't know what happened, looked up and looked at the figure in the Tianting Pavilion. It was actually the Tang family, Tang Yan!