Whoosh!
Nie Fen moved and flew out. In a blink of an eye, he was standing in front of the Yangling Kingdom's young talent 'Hai', confronting him. 【Read full text】
"Chixiao Kingdom, Shenweihou Mansion, Nie Fen!"
Nie Fen glanced at Hai lightly and spoke slowly.
"Nie Fen?"
Before Hai could respond, the special envoy from the Yangling Kingdom stared at him, "It turns out he is the 'Little Marquis' of the Shenwei Marquis Mansion... The 'Shenwei Marquis' of the Chixiao Kingdom is the 'Military God' who shocked the Chixiao Kingdom. , even though I am in the distant Yangling Kingdom, I am still struck by thunder. When I saw the young Marquis today, he looked majestic and majestic. He is indeed a tiger father with no dog son."
The Yangling Kingdom's special envoy spoke highly of Nie Fen.
As for whether it is true or false, everyone present can more or less tell...
Sometimes, the higher you are praised, the more you cannot afford to lose.
Otherwise, if it falls, it will be shattered into pieces.
"Marquis Shenwei, Baal is polite."
Immediately afterwards, the Yangling Kingdom's special envoy looked at 'Nie Yuan' sitting on the opposite seat, nodded and smiled.
"The envoy is welcome."
Nie Yuan replied lightly, obviously a little uninterested.
The special envoy of the Yangling Kingdom, 'Baal', looked gloomy, but soon broke out into a smile, and his expression changed very quickly.
"This special envoy of Yangling Kingdom is really a 'smiling tiger'."
Duan Lingtian glanced at Baal lightly and said to himself.
The Yangling Kingdom's special envoy 'Baal' seems ordinary, but Duan Lingtian's mental power is so sharp that he has long recognized that this Baal is a 'half-step virtual realm' warrior with considerable strength.
"Hai, Nie Fen, the young prince of the Shenwei Hou Mansion, is a ninth-level Yuan Dan realm warrior like you... As far as I know, he is the strongest among the young people in the Chixiao Kingdom. ! Today, no matter whether you can defeat him or not, we will definitely win."
Baal looked at Hai, Yuanli concentrated his voice and said: "However, if you can defeat him, 'Gru' will not need to take action... In this way, our Yangling Kingdom will win a great victory! After returning home, I will Let your Majesty reward you well."
"Don't worry, special envoy, I will definitely defeat this Nie Fen."
Hai Yuanli concentrated his voice and replied.
"Young Master, I'm sorry."
A cold light flashed in Hai's eyes. The moment he looked at Nie Fen, the energy between his legs suddenly surged and raged.
In the void above his head, the shadows of one hundred and twenty ancient giant elephants were lifelike and ready to go...
next moment.
Whoosh!
Hai moved, and his whole body seemed to be transformed into an arrow shot by a strong bow. The speed was extremely fast and astonishing.
Wherever it passed, the sound of wind whistled, mixed with bursts of dull air explosions.
call!
Just as Hai was approaching Nie Fen, his right hand passed through his waist like lightning and took out the sheathed spiritual sword. The light of the sword flashed away.
Buzz!
The extremely fast sword light, beating with raging Yuan Power, seemed to be invincible, carrying the overwhelming power, sweeping towards Nie Fen.
Above the void, on one side of the shadow of one hundred and twenty ancient giant elephants were added the shadows of twenty-two ancient giant elephants.
The ninth level of Yuan Dan Realm! Eighth-grade spiritual sword!
This sword contains the power of one hundred and forty-two ancient giant elephants. Wherever it passes, the air currents move in the air with a momentum like a rainbow.
From Hai's attack to now, everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Seeing Hai's speed, many young talents in the Chixiao Kingdom broke into cold sweat, "This Hai is really at the ninth level of the Yuan Dan Realm!"
"Fortunately, I didn't play, otherwise, I would only be humiliating myself!"
"In our Chixiao Kingdom, I am afraid that only Duan Lingtian and Xiaohou Ye can compete with this Hai."
…
When the young talents in the Chixiao Kingdom were worried, Nie Fen moved.
Whoosh!
Nie Fen moved as fast as the wind and stepped aside.
However, the eighth-grade spiritual sword that flew out of Hai's hand seemed to have eyes. It turned around and swept towards Nie Fen. It was like a gangrene attached to the bone, following him like a shadow, leaving Nie Fen with nowhere to hide.
"snort!"
A cold snort came out, but Nie Fen's eyes narrowed, and he raised his hand and took out a spiritual sword.
call out!
The sword light swept out, also containing the power of one hundred and forty-two ancient giant elephants, and collided with the eighth-grade spiritual sword in Hai's hand.
Clang!
Accompanied by a burst of iron clashing sounds, Yuanli clashed together and the air was stagnant.
The next moment, Nie Fen and Hai were knocked back at the same time.
The two of them each took seven steps back.
"happy!"
The fighting spirit rose in Nie Fen's eyes, as if he had returned to the days when he was fighting on the battlefield. The killing aura soared into the sky from his body, and the momentum was like a rainbow.
war!
war!
war!
…
At this moment, in Nie Fen's eyes, Hai seemed to be the only one left in the world.
And Hai is his enemy.
"kill!"
Suddenly, Nie Fen roared loudly, his pride filling the air.
The next moment, Nie Fen seemed to be possessed by the God of War, carrying an astonishing killing aura on his body, rushing out, his momentum soaring into the sky, and he had the posture to sweep everything.
"This Hai is going to be defeated."
Duan Lingtian glanced at Nahai casually, and his heart moved.
In the distance, Hai finally regained his breath and discovered that Nie Fen had taken action again.
For a moment, he felt as if there was a terrifying murderous aura sweeping over Nie Fen, making him feel a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.
"No! We are both ninth-level Yuandan realm warriors, why should I be afraid of him!"
Hai gritted his teeth, and the energy on the eighth-grade spiritual sword in his hand bloomed, intending to meet him.
at this time.
"kill!"
Nie Fen spoke again, and the thunderous voice, which contained the aura of battlefield killing, enveloped Hai Yi's body again, making Hai Yi lose his mind.
The energy on the eighth-grade spiritual knife suddenly sapped a bit.
call out!
Buzz!
Sword after sword, they struck each other fiercely again, Yuanli roared, like a dragon fighting between a tiger and a tiger.
It's different from the close match just now.
This time, Nie Fen's fighting spirit was rising, and the blood in his body was boiling, as if he had returned to the days of killing on the battlefield.
This sword contains many things.
On Hai's side, his mind had just lost control, and the energy on the eighth-grade spiritual sword in his hand showed signs of collapse.
Now against the bomb.
Clang!
The sound of iron weapons clashing came again.
This time, the eighth-grade spiritual sword in Hai's hand was directly knocked away, while the spiritual sword in Nie Fen's hand was retracted when it was knocked away from Hai's hand.
Whoosh!
However, Nie Fen's fist, carrying vast energy, landed hard on Hai's chest.
Click!
The crisp sound of cracking bones came, making people feel creepy.
"ah!"
After realizing it, Hai screamed and flew out in a panic, falling to the ground. After struggling for a while, he passed out.
Nie Fen, win!
"OK!"
Suddenly, many people in Chixiao Kingdom cheered for Nie Fen.
"Accepted."
Nie Fen looked at the Yangling Kingdom's special envoy 'Baal' who was checking Hai's injury. He was polite and his calm expression looked harmless.
Jean Bart was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
This Nie Fen severely injured Hai and knocked him into a coma, yet he still acted like a normal person. Damn it!
"Young Master is worthy of being the son of Shenwei Hou. At such a young age, he has already given birth to such a terrifying aura of killing on the battlefield... Under the Nascent Soul Realm, there are probably very few people who can be your opponent, Young Master! In this round , our Yangling Kingdom is completely convinced by the defeat."
After Baal gave Hai a healing elixir, he took a deep look at Nie Fen and said, "However, if the young prince meets a Nascent Soul warrior, your battlefield killing aura will probably be just a kind of splendor. The decoration is useless."
Nie Fen smiled lightly and was noncommittal.
This made Barr even more angry and shouted, "Gru!"
As Baal spoke, the sturdy young man in the seat opposite the seat in the Shenwei Marquis Mansion, whose eyes had never left Princess Baguio, suddenly came back to his senses.
This sturdy young man is the strongest of the young generation in the Yangling Kingdom.
Gru!
A cultivation level of "First Level of Nascent Soul Realm".
A person who is about thirty-five years old and is at the first level of the Nascent Soul Realm can only be regarded as a mid-to-high-end talent in the Qinglin Empire.
But placed in a small kingdom, it can be regarded as a rare genius.
"Crackling..."
Gru's body moved, as if he had turned into a gust of wind, and he arrived at the field in an instant, confronting Nie Fen. He gently twisted his neck, making a clear sound of bone friction.
"You are no match for me."
Gru glanced at Nie Fen lazily and said with some waning interest.
As Gru clenched his fists, in the void above his head, the phantoms of two hundred ancient giant elephants condensed and took shape, ready to go.
"First level of Nascent Soul Realm!"
Although most people in the Chixiao Kingdom have heard that one of the three young talents coming from the Yangling Kingdom is a first-level Nascent Soul Realm warrior, they are still a little shocked when they actually see it with their own eyes.
At this time, almost all the eyes of the people present in the Chixiao Kingdom fell on Nie Fen.
They were curious whether Nie Fen would choose to fight Gru or admit defeat...
If he chooses to fight Gru, there is almost no possibility of victory.
The gap between the ninth level of Yuan Dan Realm and the first level of Yuan Ying Realm is too big.
If you admit defeat, it will undoubtedly increase the prestige of the Yangling Kingdom and make the people of the Yangling Kingdom even more arrogant.
"I surrender."
Soon, Nie Fen made a decision, shrugged his shoulders, and returned to his seat at the Shenwei Marquis Mansion with an indifferent expression.
Seeing this scene, everyone in Chixiao Kingdom was not surprised.
Fortunately, they still had a trump card on their side, so they didn't feel disappointed because of Nie Fen's resignation.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The special envoy of the Yangling Kingdom, 'Baal', burst into laughter, extremely arrogant, "The young Marquis is indeed a man who knows the current affairs and is a hero... Your Majesty, in this way, the 'force to make friends' between the young talents of our two countries should be Was it our Yangling Kingdom that won?”
After talking about it, Baal's eyes narrowed and his face was filled with a happy smile, as if the three years of taxes from the Chixiao Kingdom were already close at hand and easily available.
"It's so boring! Doesn't the Chixiao Kingdom have a decent young talent?"
Nagru said lazily, turned around, and was about to return to the table.
"Wait!"
At this moment, while sitting in the Shenwei Hou Mansion, Shenwei Hou 'Nie Yuan' stopped Gru.
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