Just when Nie Tian was about to kill Lengxue, a majestic palm force suddenly came from above his head.
But he didn't even look at it, and a sword spirit clone flew out.
The sword spirit clone is a clone that only the sword spirit sword user can condense.
That's right, just at that moment, Nie Tian's swordsmanship level improved by one level, reaching the realm of sword spirit.
He has been in the realm of sword power for a long time, and he may be promoted to the realm of sword spirit at any time.
The cold-blooded sword blow just now stimulated the sword intention in Nie Tian's body, allowing him to advance to the realm of sword spirit!
With the advancement of swordsmanship, Nie Tian's strength has made a qualitative leap!
"Boom!" In the void, Xiong Hui's palm pressed down and collided with Nie Tian's sword spirit clone. The two forces shattered directly.
At the same time, Nie Tian's sword intent fell, and after a flash of blood, Lengxue's head was cut off, and he died tragically on the spot.
"Hiss!" Seeing this scene, the crowd gasped. The cold-blooded, bloodthirsty knife actually died in Nie Tian's hands!
"You brat, how dare you kill Leng Xue!" A figure appeared in the air, looking at Leng Xue's body, roaring crazily.
"Is it you?" Nie Tian suddenly raised his head and looked at the figure in the sky. It was the old man in gray, Chen Lao. He smiled coldly and said: "Lengxue and I are fighting to the death, and we must fight for life and death. Do we only need to kill him?" Am I not allowed to kill him?"
"You brat, do you know who he is?" Old Chen was extremely angry, but he still suppressed his anger and asked gloomily.
Cold-blooded, not only the murderous knife in the bloody death scene, but also the people of the Burial Sword Society.
Now that he is dying in cold blood in a bloody death field, how can the people of the Burial Sword Society just let it go?
Maybe others don't know about the Burial Blade Society, but Mr. Chen knows that the Burial Blade Society is a dark organization that is more terrifying than a first-rate empire.
Once the people from the Burial Sword Society come, it will be difficult to deal with the bloody death scene.
"No matter who he is, as long as he stands on the battlefield of blood and death, he will be divided between life and death. Isn't that what you said?" Nie Tian smiled faintly and responded coldly.
"You..." Mr. Chen was speechless by Nie Tian. He felt a huge stone pressing on his chest and his breathing became difficult.
Nie Tian smiled again and said coldly: "But you, as a member of the Blood Death Field, openly interfered in the blood-threaded fight. Isn't this a violation of the rules of the Blood Death Field?"
"You brat, I..." When Nie Tian asked back, Old Chen's face turned red and he almost vomited blood in anger.
At this time, the crowd reacted and started talking.
"Mr. Chen is a person who participates in the bloody battle, but he intervenes in the bloody battle. Isn't it appropriate?"
"Yes, the people in the Blood Death Field violate the rules of the Blood Death Field. What should we do?"
"What else can we do? I'm a person who died in a bloodbath, why should I kill him?"
The crowd said something to each other, which was very sarcastic.
When Mr. Chen heard what everyone said, his old face became even more ugly.
At this time, Nie Tian's eyes turned slightly cold and he said provocatively: "Old man, if you appear in the bloody death field at this time, does it mean that you have also gone to the bloody death field? So there are only two roads in front of you. Either die in a bloody death, or fight twenty-five games and win your freedom.”
"Presumptuous!" Mr. Chen was completely angered and roared: "I am the butler of the bloody death field, how can I be the same as those slaves?"
"Oh?" Nie Tian smiled playfully and said, "So this is the rule of the Bloody Death Field. It's just for others to hear, right?"
"You brat, don't make excuses!" Mr. Chen was almost driven crazy by Nie Tiantian, his body was trembling in the air, and his eyes were releasing a vicious light.
At this time, Mo Youshang's figure slowly fell. He looked around the audience and saw the anger among the people. He rolled his eyes and said, "Mr. Chen, you did violate the blood law by interfering in the bloody fight. The rules of the death scene. Let's do this, you will have the final battle with Nie Tian. Only one of you two can survive!"
"Young Master, this..." Mr. Chen looked at Mo Youshang in astonishment. It was clearly the latter who asked him to take action just now, but now he is blaming everything on himself. This is too cruel.
Nie Tian glanced at Mo Youshang, this guy was really sinister and vicious.
In this last scene, which was related to whether Nie Tian could escape from the battlefield of bloody death, he actually arranged for Mr. Chen to play, who was a ninth-level Tianyan warrior!
And in this way, the anger of the crowd can also be calmed down, which is really killing two birds with one stone.
But this would be very painful for Mr. Chen.
"Okay!" The crowd cheered when they heard Mo Youshang's decision.
In the past, we have seen Mr. Chen show off his power in the bloody battlefield. Today, we can see him fighting in person. This is an unprecedented thing.
"Mr. Chen, do you have any objection?" Mo Youshang looked at Mr. Chen gloomily and spoke calmly, still looking polite.
"Old slave, I obey." Mr. Chen's face turned purple, but he could only nod his head solemnly and replied respectfully.
"Okay." Mo Youshang smiled faintly, glanced at Nie Tian with a cold gaze, and said loudly: "Let's begin the last round!"
Nie Tian's strength exceeded Mo Youshang's expectations, but he did not believe that Nie Tian would be Mr. Chen's opponent. After all, Mr. Chen was a ninth-level warrior of Tianyan.
In the bloody death field, Nie Tian's final battle begins.
"Master, this old guy's Yuanling is a little weird." In the original coffin of chaos, Lord Sheluo's voice sounded, reminding Nie Tiandao.
"Yeah." Nie Tian nodded slightly, and he also noticed it.
The palm struck by Mr. Chen just now had a dark aura and was very oppressive, directly destroying one of Nie Tian's sword spirit clones.
"You brat, it's an honor for you to die in my hands." Old Chen said Yin Yin, his face returned to calm, and his whole body released cold murderous intent.
As he spoke, an invisible force slowly spread in the air and enveloped Nie Tian.
"The power of the seal!" Nie Tian noticed something and couldn't help but tighten his eyes.
The invisible force in the air was clearly some kind of sealed power.
Unexpectedly, this old man in gray clothes can actually use the power of sealing!
Is it possible that he is still a seal master?
Nie Tian sensed the past and found that the other party's mental power was actually as high as sixty levels!
Sixty levels of spiritual power are simply impossible for ordinary warriors to achieve.
There is no doubt that the old man in gray is a seal master! It is very likely that he is a sixth-level seal master.
A sixth-level seal master, whether he is strong or not, is not weak. At least in the world of Sumeru, he is considered a very powerful seal master.
The most terrifying thing about the seal master is that as long as he is given any chance during battle, he can instantly seal the opponent's vitality.
This old man Chen was so cunning that he secretly released the power of the seal to plot against Nie Tian.
It's a pity that Nie Tian's mental power is extremely strong. Coupled with the eyes of the stars, how can he not detect the power of the seal.
The moment the power of the seal silently touched Nie Tian, Mr. Chen's expression instantly stiffened and he was speechless for a long time.
"You, your Yuanmai..." After more than ten seconds, Old Chen reacted, his voice became trembling, and he was so shocked that he could not speak.
Just when the power of his seal touched Nie Tian, he was shocked to find that the latter's Yuan Vein was different from that of ordinary people. It turned out to be a dragon-shaped Yuan Vein!
