"Boom!" In the void, a fierce shaking, several figures came.
There are only three people who come, a resolute middle -aged man, a glamorous woman, and a young man with different faces.
"Oh!" Yan Hai saw the three people's faces, his heart suddenly sank, and his face became stiff. He did not expect that for Nie Yurou, the Sheng Guang Tianchao actually sent such a powerful lineup.
These three people knew all the people.
The middle -aged man is the general of the Holy Light Tianchao, lustering, and the peak of the Tianyanjing martial arts!
The glamorous woman is the daughter of the sanctuary of the heavenly dynasty.
The monster youth has the highest identity, the second prince of the Holy Light, and the exquisite hero.
In fact, it is not surprising that the Holy Light Royal Clan has not been awakened for hundreds of years. For Nie Yurou, it is understandable to dispose of three people.
At one time, Yan Hai's eyes were on Nie Tian, and the latter looked calmly, watching Qianlong Yinghong three people.
Obviously, Nie Tian couldn't get Nie Yurou out.
Even if Nie Yurou is from the Qianlong family, Nie Tian will not hand her over.
In Nie Tian's eyes, Nie Yurou is already his family.
Since Nie Yurou grew up in the Nie family, and surnamed Nie, Nie Tian would not give up her.
The crowd stared at the three figures in the sky, feeling the strong sense of oppression, and their faces were horrified.
Qianlong Yinghong looked at everyone again and again, raised a strong disdain at the corner of his mouth, and the sarcasm appeared on his face, and laughed coldly: "A group of ants!"
The Emperor Holy Light asked him to come to the three thousand small world. He was unhappy in his heart. Now seeing Nie Tian and others, he even made him inexplicable.
"Huh?" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stopped caring about these three people. He turned around slowly, completely pretending that the three of them did not exist.
"Boy!" Just as Nie Tian turned around, Qianlong Yinghong's voice sounded, with extreme contempt, which was completely an order of order, saying, "Leave the girl in your hand."
"Why?" Nie Tian smiled faintly and glanced at Qianlong Yinghong playfully, not hiding his dissatisfaction at all.
He had no good opinion of the coming, and Qian Longyinghong was so arrogant and made him more angry.
Qianlong Yinghong was slightly froze, and did not expect that a warrior in the lower world dared to speak like this.
"Stink boy, do you know who I am? When talking to me, polite." Qian Long Yinghong's voice was indifferent, long sleeves, and a terrible breath spread from his hands, and his body released one A violent breath.
The next moment, an oppressive momentum roared out, rolling down on Nie Tian.
"Be careful!" The crowd couldn't help screaming when he saw this scene.
No one expected that Qian Longyinghong was so unreasonable, just because Nie Tian's tone was indifferent, he shot directly.
And this guy just came, just glanced at the crowd, and threw it out directly: a group of ants.
It seems that in his eyes, Nie Tian and others are not worthy of life at all.
Nie Tian's body suddenly shook, a surging sword intent burst out, and a sword shadow roared out of the void.
"Click!" There was a light sound, and the pupils of the crowd suddenly shrank, and the dazzling flames burst into the air, and the momentum of Qianlong Yinghong was directly broken by Nie Tian.
"Huh?" Qian Longying's eyes stagnated, and a horrible sword rushed, forcing him to retreat, very embarrassed.
"How is it possible?" Qian Longying's body trembled slightly, even his voice became sharp, looking at Nie Tian unbelievable, the latter obviously had only the strength of the Shenlun Jiuzhong, how could such a horrible sword erupted.
Li Youjie and Lan Huachi on the side also locked their eyes on Nie Tian, and their eyes were also incredible.
Qianlong Yinghong was a third-level warrior of Tianyan, but he was repelled by a ninth-level warrior of Divine Wheel. How could this be possible?
The most weird is that the warrior was also a warrior from the lower world.
In the lower world, in the eyes of these warriors in these Sami worlds, it is not worth mentioning.
But Nie Tian is an exception. A sword repelled Qianlonghong. This strength is too ancient.
Xun Hai frowned when he saw this scene.
Qianlong Yinghong's strength is above Sikong Wuji. Nie Tian can easily repel him, which shows that his strength is promoting fast.
Nie Tian's position in the eyes of Yahai rose again.
However, Hai Hai is still very worried, because Qianlong Yinghong's strength is not the strongest of the three, but the worst.
In the other two, Lan Huachi is the five strengths of Tianyan, and it is more terrifying from the cracks and the five strengths of heaven and man!
Li Youli's strength is among the top strong even in the world of Xumi.
The Shengguang Tianchao faction came from the crack, and it seemed that they would have to get Nie Yurou.
But with Nie Tian's personality, it is absolutely impossible for people to call out. A war between the two sides immediately started.
"Akiyama!" Nie Tian raised his arms, and a gentle power sent Nie Yurou to Akiyama.
Qianlong Yinghong was repulsed by his sword and would not give up. In order to avoid inadvertently hurting Nie Yurou, he first handed the latter to Qiu Shan.
Nie Tian immediately turned around, looked at Qianlong Yinghong with cold eyes, and said with a cold smile: "It's just the third level of Tianyan strength. Who gave you the courage to be so arrogant?"
The cold voice fell into Qianlong Yinghong's ears, harsh, like a steel needle, stabbing his heart.
"Stink boy, I am a warrior from the world of Sumi, I am the prince of the Holy Light Heavenly Dynasties!" Qianlong Yinghong yelled, like a hairy hedgehog, clamoring: "The Holy Light Heavenly Dynasty is the world of Sumi Miya. The supreme imperial power, ruling half of the Meru world. Who do you think you are? You are just an ant in the lower world, and you are worthy of talking to this prince like this? You are looking for death!"
The sharp voice fell, and Qianlong Yinghong released a terrible breath all over his body, and his body revealed a storm, as if the blood was ignited and burned crazy.
Suddenly, Qianlong Yinghong was filled with bloody and violent breath, and there was a terrible picture in the void, as if there were all beasts in Pentium.
"His Royal Highness, just a little ant, don't need to shoot, the subordinates help you kill him." Li Youju noticed that it was not good, hurriedly stepped forward, and said with a sink.
"No! The prince must kill this ants himself!" Qian Longyinghong roared and roared, and he must kill Nie Tian himself.
"Huh?" Nie Tian felt the violent aura in the blood, his eyes couldn't help but condense, and four words came to his mind: the power of blood!
"Master, it is indeed the power of blood!" At the same time, the voice of the corpse Luo Mojun sounded, saying, "I did not expect that in addition to Qianlong Phantom, there are blood in the body!"
"The power of blood!" The eyes of Yan Hai trembled at this moment. "Unexpectedly, the blood of the Holy Light Royal clan has such a violent power!"
