Nie Tian moved and stepped directly on a stone pillar in the second sword field, waiting for his opponent to appear.
Soon, his opponent fell. He was a swordsman in green. He was not very strong. He was at the peak of the master god's cultivation and the selfless state of the sword.
Such an opponent is exactly what Nie Tian needs. He can easily deal with it without using the three forbidden arts.
"Down here, Yue Chong of the Feng Yue Sword Sect, please give me some advice from Lord Nie Tian." Yue Chong said with his hands in hand, looking very respectful.
Nie Tian smiled lightly and said without any nonsense, "Let's take action."
"Offended." Yue Chong's voice fell, and his figure jumped up high. A long sword appeared in his hand. With one thrust, a sword intent roared out. Eight sword shadows appeared in the air, pointing towards Nie Tian from eight directions. Pressed down with a crash.
Nie Tian raised his brows and stabbed out with the same sword. Eight sword shadows appeared in the air.
"Boom!" The next moment, sixteen sword shadows collided together, a huge roar came from the air, and the sword intent surged like layers of waves, wreaking havoc in the space.
Yue Chong was hit by the wave of sword intention and was knocked backwards, but Nie Tian was completely opposite. He directly resisted the wave of sword intention and rushed towards him. Wherever the sword edge passed, the sword intention was cold and killing.
"You lose." Nie Tian swept his long sword, and a sword shadow whizzed past Yue Chong's head. If he had sunk another half meter, the latter would have died tragically on the spot.
Yue Chong steadied his body, sweating profusely on his forehead, and looked like he was in shock. He quickly raised his hands and said, "Thank you, Lord Nie Tian, for showing mercy."
"There is no enmity between you and me, and I have no reason to kill you." Nie Tian smiled faintly, and then left in a flash.
Yue Chong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his face was horrified, he had no idea how he lost directly.
Nie Tian's strength is obviously a level lower than his, but his martial body is far stronger than him. His swordsmanship is the same as his, but his sword intention is far stronger than him. This is really weird.
Nie Tian won the second battle easily, and then began to observe the battles between other swordsmen.
There are two swordsmen worthy of his attention now, one is Xuanyuan Yuncong and the other is Feng Huo Binghong.
Although Xuanyuan Yuncong was defeated miserably by Nie Tian during the sword and stone test, his strength cannot be underestimated and he is indeed a formidable opponent.
Not to mention Fenghuo Binghong, whose strength is currently the strongest. Even Nie Tian cannot deny this.
Nie Tian could only hope in his heart that he would not encounter Fenghuo Binghong before he merged with the Heart of Darkness.
Nie Tian vaguely felt that more powerful people would appear in the next Xie Feng sword debate.
"Nie Tian, take a good look at the man wearing the ghost mask." At this time, the little fat cat's voice suddenly sounded, reminding Nie Tian.
Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he looked towards the fourth sword field. He saw a swordsman wearing a ghost mask standing on a stone pillar.
This swordsman wore a green grimace mask on his face, his aura was restrained, his eyes were extremely cold, and there was no trace of any emotion at all.
"Assassin!" Nie Tian just saw the eyes of this ghost-faced swordsman and immediately confirmed that this person must be a killer, and the best killer at that.
That kind of cold and emotionless eyes, as if he was contemptuous of life, only a killer can have such eyes.
Moreover, the ghost-faced swordsman can control his murderous intention just right and not reveal his murderous intention. This is something that only top killers can do.
But other than that, Nie Tian couldn't sense anything unusual about this ghost-faced swordsman, and he didn't quite understand what the little fat cat wanted him to see.
"Don't be anxious, watch this person's moves carefully." The little fat cat stared at the ghost-faced swordsman with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice, his voice was a little nervous.
Seeing the little fat cat's reaction, Nie Tian couldn't help but become cautious. He secretly opened the holographic divine pattern and shrouded it towards the sword field.
Since the little fat cat values this grim-faced swordsman so much, it means that there must be something special about the latter.
At this time, the opponent of the ghost-faced swordsman appeared. He was a powerful swordsman, possessing the initial strength of the Supreme God and the selfless state of the sword.
"Wearing a mask, why are you so mysterious?" The swordsman didn't seem to take the ghost-faced swordsman seriously. He spoke coldly, and the sword power in his body surged, as if the actual killing intent shrouded it, and the ghost-faced sword was swept away. or shrouded.
Seeing this scene, Nie Tian's eyes trembled slightly, but the ghost-faced swordsman stood there like a log, motionless.
"What is he going to do?" Nie Tian frowned, feeling strange.
Facing the early stage powerhouse of the Supreme God, even he did not dare to be so careless, but the grim-faced swordsman seemed to completely ignore the opponent in front of him.
"Attention, the sword intention on your body has moved." At this moment, the little fat cat suddenly screamed strangely, the sound was a bit sharp, obviously he was extremely surprised.
Nie Tian was stunned for a moment, and the holographic divine patterns were operating at full strength. As expected, he found that the ghost-faced swordsman slowly had a very strange sword intention coming out of his body. The sword intention breath was very strange. It didn't seem to have any lethality, but it made people feel A chilling feeling of oppression.
"What is that guy doing? Is he trying to kill himself?" At this time, many people's eyes were attracted to this battle and they all screamed.
"You brat, I'll kill you!" The next moment, the swordsman who took action roared angrily, his sword intent suddenly converged, and he raised the sword high in his hand.
However, at this moment, the most bizarre scene happened.
The figure of the swordsman stagnated slightly, and suddenly the sword intent in his body suddenly became violent, and then it suddenly converged and squeezed towards him.
"Bang!" Suddenly, a muffled sound came out, and a bloody light appeared in the air.
The swordsman was so squeezed by his own sword that he blew himself up!
"This..." The tragic and bloody scene made everyone take a breath and look at the scene in the sky with horrified faces, completely unable to believe their eyes.
It is indeed possible for the sword to explode out of control, but it will only happen to low-level swordsmen or possessed swordsmen.
That swordsman was a strong man in the selfless realm of the sword in the early stage of the Supreme God. It was impossible for him to lose control of his sword intention.
But in front of so many people, he was directly squeezed by his own sword and blew himself up. This scene was really weird to the extreme.
The scene fell into deathly silence, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the ghost-faced swordsman, as if they were looking at a terrifying monster.
No matter how stupid you are, you know that this ghost-faced swordsman must have tampered with something, so his opponent suddenly blew himself up.
But no one can tell what the Ghost-Faced Swordsman did.
Nie Tian was stunned for several seconds before his dull eyes finally softened, and he was filled with horror.
"Nie Tian, do you see clearly how this guy kills people?" At this time, the little fat cat's voice sounded, equally surprised.
Nie Tian nodded, his throat couldn't help but roll, and he said two words: illusion!
