Tianwu Mountains, Yuxue Canyon.
"Boom!" Wu Tongqi, the leader of the Sanjimen Hall, used his palm force with a powerful force that tore apart the world and was bound to kill Yu Jingchen with one blow.
Yu Jingchen stood as steady as a mountain. Even though he knew he couldn't block the palm, he didn't show any fear. His eyes were as sharp as before, and he gradually raised the Jingchen sword in his hand.
Nine shocking swords, seven killings and weeping blood!
The sword style that was originally extremely powerful now seemed so weak.
And in the next moment, a sharp palm broke through the fragile sword force and struck directly at Yu Jingchen's heart.
Wu Tongqi's eyes were as if he had seen Yu Jingchen fall.
This palm, not to mention Yu Jingchen who was seriously injured and dying, even Yu Jingchen who was in peak condition, had absolutely no chance of blocking it.
However, in the moment of life and death, sudden changes occurred.
High in the sky, a ray of light fell, forming a shield that completely enveloped Yu Jingchen.
"Bang!" In the next moment, the shadow of his palm fell suddenly, but it was perfectly blocked by the light and shadow shield. Yu Jingchen's figure was like a mountain, without moving at all.
"Strong!" Wu Tongqi's slightly raised mouth suddenly stopped, his face instantly became embarrassed, his heart sank, and he looked up into the sky.
He was the First Level Saint Ancestor of Tianwu, and he had almost no reservations about this palm.
The person who came here could easily block his palm, which shows how strong he is!
But when his eyes fell, his expression couldn't help but change.
He saw that the person coming was actually a very young silver-haired swordsman. His eyes were as bright as stars and sharp as blades. The sword intent around him was surging, like an unfathomable abyss of sword intent.
"Who is this guy?" Wu Tongqi obviously didn't expect that the person coming was so young and a completely unfamiliar face.
"Nie, God!" Yu Jingchen was also surprised. He looked up and saw a familiar face coming into view. His trembling lips slightly shouted a name.
Then he fell down.
At this moment, Nie Tian's appearance made him feel extremely relieved.
The exhausted body that was almost collapsed could finally take a rest.
"Yu Jingchen!" Nie Tian's eyes darkened, and his figure was like lightning, descending on Yu Jingchen's side, and directly sent the latter into Jiuji.
With the care of the little fat cat, Yu Jingchen should be fine for the time being.
"It seems that I came at the right time." Nie Tian suddenly raised his head and glanced at Wu Tongqi and the others. His cold eyes shone with a chilling light.
Killing intent!
In an instant, the entire canyon was filled.
All the Sanji Sect warriors, including Wu Tongqi who was in the Tianwu Realm, felt a chill of chill at the same time.
Wu Tongqi's eyes trembled, and his heart was horrified.
It was really shocking that Nie Tian looked so young and could release such murderous intent in an instant.
"Nie Tian!" The next moment, Wu Tongqi suddenly remembered something and said in horror: "You are Qianlong Wu Kuai, Nie Tian!"
"It's me!" Nie Tian's eyes were stern, and the corners of his mouth raised a serious arc.
Qianlong Wukui, this may be the most profound impression that the world has on him.
At the beginning, Nie Tian was an unknown person in the Hidden Dragon Battle, but he defeated many strong ones. Even Zhu Xiyi, who was ranked first in Hidden Sky, was defeated by him.
Since then, the name Nie Tian has spread throughout the holy world.
Most people have never seen Nie Tian, but there are very few people who have never heard of this name.
The reason why Wu Tongqi was so impressed by the name Nie Tian was that, in addition to Qianlong Wukui, there was another important reason, which was that the Sanji Sect was also chasing Nie Tian.
Before the Tianwu Association was destroyed, the Sanjimen already knew about the relationship between Nie Tian and the Tianwu Association.
Because of this relationship, Nie Tian was also on the death list of the Sanji Sect.
But Wu Tongqi never expected that Nie Tian would appear in the Tianwu Mountains at this time.
This time, if Yu Jingchen is eliminated and Nie Tian is also killed, then Wu Tongqi will have made an unparalleled contribution to the Sanji Sect.
In the future, it is very possible for him, the hall master, to become the deputy sect master, or even compete for the position of sect master.
Thinking of this, Wu Tongqi couldn't help but smile.
Even though Nie Tian was the Qianlong Wu Kuai, he was not afraid at all.
After all, the Hidden Dragon Clash is a battle between young warriors. To them, the powerful Heavenly Martial Arts warriors, it is just a child's play.
He didn't think that a mere Qianlong Wu Kuai could defeat him, the leader of the Sanjimen Hall of the Heavenly Martial Saint Ancestor.
Besides, there are hundreds of Sanji Sect warriors behind him, many of whom are powerful Heavenly Jue Holy Emperors. How could he be afraid that Nie Tian would fail alone?
"Everyone, listen up, this person is the one we must kill in Sanji Sect, Nie Tian." Wu Tongqi's eyes darkened and he shouted: "Whoever can kill him will be promoted to one level and named an elder!"
When the others heard this, their eyes lit up, and they looked at Nie Tian like a ferocious beast that had been hungry for more than ten days and suddenly saw a little lamb.
Sanjimen, gate, hall, inside and pavilion.
Each level up is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Ordinary disciples would find it difficult to advance to a higher level throughout their lives.
And if you kill Nie Tian, you can not only be directly promoted to a level, but you can even be ranked as an elder.
This temptation is too great!
"Kill me? Just you idiots?" Nie Tian sneered in the face of the brutal murderous intention, and then said loudly: "Holy Lord, please seal this canyon, and then stand on the wall and watch me. Today, the dog will be slaughtered!”
"Okay." A voice came from high in the sky, but no one was seen.
"Huh?" Wu Tongqi frowned, looking suspicious.
Could it be that there are strong people around Nie Tian?
And in the next moment, a natural force fell from the sky, suddenly formed, and turned into an invisible shield, covering the entire canyon.
Wu Tongqi suddenly felt that the breath of time and air had changed, and he couldn't help but frown.
It seems that people from high altitude have set up a barrier, directly sealing the entire canyon.
But this was equivalent to imprisoning Nie Tian in a cage with all of them.
Nie Tian is so confident. Is his strength comparable to that of the Heavenly Martial Saint Ancestor?
Wu Tongqi was doubtful and looked at Nie Tian more cautiously.
Nie Tian's powerful climb to the top of Qianlong Wukui shocked the holy world of the heavens.
At that time, many people who had seen Nie Tian's strength with their own eyes believed that Nie Tian would become a presence that shocked the heavens in the near future.
But now, not long after the Qianlong Battle, Wu Tongqi did not believe that Nie Tian had grown to the point where he could fight against the Tianwu Saint Ancestor.
Nie Tian's eyes were piercing, and he coldly swept across the hundreds of Sanjimen warriors in front of him. A killing chill filled the air, making people shudder.
Wu Tongqi felt the aura around Nie Tian and couldn't help but become more cautious. A trace of fear suddenly appeared in his heart.
"Boom!" At this moment, the Haotian Sword was unsheathed in Nie Tian's hand, and a huge sword force surged out like a tsunami, causing the surrounding canyons to tremble!
