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Nie Tian looked at Han Qianqiu and spoke coldly, extremely domineeringly.
"You, are you going to find Mr. Yang Wanjian?" Han Qianqiu felt that the pressure of the sword above his head was much smaller, and he finally took a breath, but his expression became even more panicked, his voice trembled, and his lower teeth chattered.
He never expected that Nie Tian would go directly to Yang Xun!
You know, Yang Xun has the status of Wan Jian, and is already a very terrifying existence in the entire Haotian Jianwu.
The entire Haotian Sword Martial Arts only has a few dozen Ten Thousand Swordsmen.
And even a Haotian Guardian or a Haotian Sword Slave would not attack a Wanjian easily.
Nie Tian is just a swordfish who has just arrived at Haotian Jianwu. Is he going to fight a Wanjian directly in order to save his friends?
When the crowd heard Nie Tian's words, they were also surprised and looked horrified.
"Is this kid crazy? He wants to go directly to Master Yang Wanjian!"
"This guy's combat power is indeed strong, and he can become a Thousand Swordsman directly. But he is too young and too impulsive. Yang Wanjian is famous for his cruelty. If he goes directly, it will be difficult for him to come back alive."
"Isn't this kid highly respected by Lord Sixth Haotian? Why don't you go to Lord Sixth Haotian?"
Everyone was talking, and when Yang Xun was mentioned, their expressions were extremely fearful.
Haotian Sword Martial Arts has a strict hierarchy. Yang Xun is the Ten Thousand Swordsman, and can even kill the sword slaves under the Hundred Swords at will.
According to rumors, Yang Xun once killed hundreds of swordfish in a fit of rage without receiving any punishment.
It seemed that there was a big shot behind Yang Xun, and not even the six Haotians dared to touch him.
In fact, Haotian Sword Slave is also a sword slave, but he is just the highest-level sword slave of Haotian Sword Martial Arts.
The Haotian Sword Slave is like the biggest overseer, and the real master of the Haotian Sword Martial is the seven Haotian Guardians.
In the Haotian Sword Martial Arts, force comes.
As long as you have enough strength, you can challenge anyone with a higher level than you.
Like Nie Tian, he can directly challenge Han Qianqiu. As long as he can kill Han Qianqiu, he can take Han Qianqiu's position!
Even Haotian Sword Slave can be challenged.
However, Haotian Sword Martial Arts has existed for tens of thousands of years, and so far no sword slave has dared to challenge Haotian.
"Take me there!" Nie Tian said coldly with his eyes downcast, as cold as a cold pool, with a biting chill.
"Boy, are you a madman?" Han Qianqiu was stunned for a moment and screamed: "Is it worth risking your life for your two useless friends? Do you know who Mr. Yang Wanjian is? What if I took you there? , we will all die!"
Yang Xun is notorious for his cruelty and bloodlust in Haotian Sword Martial Arts.
Han Qianqiu knew that if he took Nie Tian to see Yang Xun, there would be only one word, death!
Yang Xun has the support of a big shot, and even Haotian is not afraid of him.
"My friend is not a waste!" Nie Tian's eyes darkened and he suddenly roared. The sword shadow hanging in the air suddenly sank and was pressed down.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound in the air, and Han Qianqiu's figure flew out directly. A bloody light appeared in the air, and the bloody air filled the space.
"Ah! My arm!" Han Qianqiu stabilized his figure, half of his body was covered in blood, and one arm was directly shattered.
Nie Tian didn't kill him, but directly broke one of his arms.
"I'll say it again, take me to find someone!" Nie Tian said coldly with his eyes downcast.
"I, I'll take you there." Han Qianqiu felt Nie Tianyan's murderous intent, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally nodded.
"Let's go!" Nie Tian roared, and like a wild beast, he came to Han Qianqiu's side, stretched out his big hand, and directly picked up the latter.
Han Qianqiu felt the power around Nie Tian and trembled with fear.
He couldn't imagine how an eighth-level pseudo-holy warrior could be so powerful.
"That boy really went to find Master Yang Wanjian!" Everyone looked at the disappearing figures of Nie Tian and Han Qianqiu, their eyes trembled, and they wanted to follow them.
Under the leadership of Han Qianqiu, Nie Tian quickly arrived outside a huge valley.
At the entrance of the valley, two giant swords fell across the sky, their auras were sharp and powerful, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
These two giant swords are like gates, powerful and imposing.
"Lord Yang Wanjian, here." Han Qianqiu said tremblingly as he looked at the valley in front of him.
At the same moment, in the valley.
To be precise, this place is no longer a valley, but has been transformed into an open-air square.
In the square, there is a huge high platform, surrounded by huge pavilions.
At this time, on the huge high platform, dozens of female swordsmen were dancing and singing, graceful and graceful as if they were immortals.
These female swordsmen were all dressed in gauze pink clothes, and each of them had delicate and beautiful faces. When they danced, their graceful figures could be seen through the gauze.
What is even more shocking is that the strength of these female swordsmen is very strong, and the weakest one is also a high-level pseudo-sage who has reached the realm of super-god sword soul.
With such strength, if he were in the realm, he would definitely be a monster-level powerhouse.
However, at this moment, they can only act like kabuki dancers, singing and dancing for people's entertainment.
In the small pavilions outside the high platform, each was sitting with a young man in rich clothes. Beside them, there were several exposed women serving them.
And these serving women are actually swordsmen, and their strength is not as strong as that of female swordsmen.
"Hahaha! Brother Yang, the Sword Princess this time is really good. The batch is much more flavorful." At this time, a man laughed while drinking, and looked at Gao Taizhi with an uneasy look. Add a concealed lustful look.
"Well, these sword girls are very good, but these maids are far behind." The man called Brother Yang, a fat-headed young man, sneered, and his cold eyes suddenly looked to his side. One of the maids twitched the corner of her mouth, stretched out her big hand, grabbed the maid by the neck and lifted her up.
"Brother Yang, are you going to kill someone again?" When the others saw this scene, their eyes trembled and they became excited.
This obese man is none other than Wan Jian, Yangxun, who is famous for his brutality in Haotian Jianwu!
The other men have the same status as Yang Xun, Wan Jian.
Of course, when you reach Wan Jian's status, you don't need to exploit sword intent.
These Ten Thousand Swordsmen couldn't use the Haotian Swordsmanship, so they found some female swordsmen for fun.
And these female swordsmen were all forcibly captured and brought to the Haotian Swordsmanship.
Compared with those sword slaves who exploited sword intent, their experiences were even more miserable.
Not only do they have to serve Yang Xun and others, but if they are not careful, they will be killed directly.
Like now, Yang Xun got angry and wanted to kill the maid Shou.
The other Wan Jian had long been accustomed to such scenes, so he was not nervous at all. Instead, he was looking forward to the scene where Yang Xun would directly crush the maid to death.
Yang Xun is famous for his cruelty in Haotian Jianwu. He will definitely crush the maid to death!
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