"I wonder what kind of bonus Senior Brother is going to add." Nie Yuan's eyes sank and he stared at Yan Cheng.
"The loser will die." A look of ridicule appeared on Yan Cheng's face.
"Isn't it that Xuanchou is crazy? He's already like this and yet he still challenges me."
"You can't risk your life for your brothers."
"What a man."
"Yan Cheng is also shameless. He is simply a scum of our Sword Sect. People come out to challenge like this, and they even add bonuses and want other people's lives."
"Who says otherwise? If your mind is not pure, it will be difficult to accomplish great things."
"That's right, I hope Xuanchou won't agree."
The little popularity Yan Cheng had accumulated in the past few days was completely destroyed by what he did today.
"Okay, since senior brother wants to join me, I will accompany him to the end." Nie Yuan stood up with difficulty and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He originally thought that he would just be crippled, but now it seems that he is too kind. Since the other party is treating It would be embarrassing if he had thoughts of killing himself.
"Damn it, Xuan Chou is really crazy or fake, he dares to respond to this."
"It's just courting death."
"Such a genius would probably die here."
"Stupid, not overestimating your own abilities, really thinking that you can always win."
"It would be better to die."
Some people feel sorry for him, while others naturally rejoice in his misfortune and wish Nie Yuan would die now.
All of his brothers also stopped smiling, and there was deep worry on their faces. Among them, except Biyun, everyone else had fought against Yan Cheng. They knew how strong he was.
Yan Chengcai didn't care what the people in the audience thought, he only wanted Nie Yuan to die.
"Junior brother is so seriously injured, how about I, the senior brother, give you three moves." Yan Cheng sneered, he had decided to defeat Nie Yuan today.
"I appreciate your brother's kindness. It's better to start fighting directly." Nie Yuan stood up straight and said with a pale face.
"In this case, don't blame senior brother for being harsh."
Yan Cheng sneered, turned his palms into fingers, and attacked Nie Yuan. Murderous intent emerged in his eyes. He wanted to kill Nie Yuan with one blow. When he becomes stronger in the future, he can become Taoist companions with Goddess Song. Think about it. All excited.
The idea was so beautiful, the reality was so cruel. Just when he was about to pierce Nie Yuan's forehead with one finger, his pupils suddenly trembled, and his attack could no longer advance.
An arm was like an iron vice, clamping down on his own arm, and the owner of that arm was Nie Yuan, who had been seriously injured just now and was half-dead.
I saw Nie Yuan standing up straight, clamping Yan Cheng's arm with one hand, his breath was magnificent, and even the blood on his body disappeared. He still looked like he was seriously injured and defeated before. He was even more peak than when he first came on stage. Quite a few.
Yan Cheng's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes filled with horror. Looking at Nie Yuan, his heart was filled with astonishment.
Everyone in the audience was in a state of shock, and the expressions on their faces were richer than seeing a ghost.
"Holy shit, I turned into a living corpse!"
"You are as big as a corpse. This is a huge transformation into a living person."
"It's not like he cheated. He wasn't with this number just now. He was obviously..."
"Holy shit, I caught Yan Cheng's attack with one hand. How powerful is that?"
"The previous serious injury was just an act."
"Absolutely. I'm trying to fool a fool. It's a pity that there are so many people on the stage."
Dongmen Chuixue and the others were also shocked. Although they had become Nie Yuan's buddies, they had no idea about his strength. They thought that fighting against the sixth level of spiritual light realm was already good, but they didn't expect that there would be even more good things to come. of.
Although Yan Cheng was shocked, he did not lose his position. Yan Cheng, who had cultivated to the eighth level of the spiritual light realm, was still very confident in his own strength. Even if Nie Yuan was at his peak at the moment, he believed that with his own strength, he could still defeat him. Behead.
Thinking of this, Yan Chengmeng jumped back, trying to pull out his arm to give Nie Yuan his killer move.
But what happened next made his pupils shrink sharply, because no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from Nie Yuan's restraints, and Nie Yuan always stood motionless in place.
Yan Cheng couldn't help but be startled, and a terrifying thought occurred in his mind. The person in front of him had hidden his strength.
Thinking of this, a dagger appeared in Yan Cheng's left hand, using all his spiritual power, he stabbed Nie Yuan in the chest.
Nie Yuan remained motionless, not even the smile on his face changed.
Just when everyone thought Nie Yuan was about to kneel down, a sound of fine iron clashing hit everyone's hearts.
Yan Cheng's dagger only penetrated Nie Yuan's robe, not even a needle hole was left on Nie Yuan's skin.
A burst of sparks fell, not only Yan Cheng was dumbfounded, but everyone in the audience was also dumbfounded.
"Is this even a human being?"
"Animal, how hard is the flesh body? A full blow from the eighth level of spiritual light realm didn't even leave a hole in his body."
"No wonder the handsome lady Red Dragon would use the back door for him. It turns out that the awesomeness is here."
"The physical body is comparable to a ferocious beast, ridiculously strong."
"What's wrong, senior brother? Didn't you eat?" While Yan Cheng was still dumbfounded, Nie Yuan said with a smile, "Senior brother has already made two moves, is it my turn?"
Under Yan Cheng's horrified gaze, Nie Yuan pulled hard, and Yan Cheng's right arm was broken from the shoulder.
ah!
A shrill scream resounded throughout Fengyuntai. Yan Cheng covered his right shoulder, and blood continued to gush out from it. The strong pain made his face extremely distorted, and his body continued to tremble. Every breath he took was accompanied by painful moans. , staring at Nie Yuan with fear in his eyes.
Nie Yuan casually threw Yan Cheng's right arm aside and said, "Senior Brother Yan Cheng, aren't you very good at fighting? You injured all my friends. Why can't you do it today?"
"I give up...I don't want to fight...I give up..." Yan Cheng's eyes were full of fear, his voice was trembling, and he screamed as hard as he could. The person in front of him was a monster.
"That's not okay, Senior Brother Yan Cheng. We are betting on our lives. You can admit defeat if you want. You have to keep your life." Nie Yuan still had a smile on his face.
He hurt his brother and also had murderous thoughts towards himself. Naturally, he would not treat this kind of person well.
"We are all disciples of the Sword Sect, and you actually want to kill me. Don't you care about our friendship?" Yan Cheng roared as hard as ever, fearing that Nie Yuan would kill him the next moment.
"So you know that we are from the same sect." Nie Yuan sneered, "When you wanted to kill me just now, why didn't you think of the friendship of the same sect? How could you, my brother, not think of the friendship of the same sect? Now you are talking about the friendship of the same sect with me. Isn’t it a little too funny?”
With that said, Nie Yuan condensed a spiritual power in his hand and walked slowly towards Yan Cheng.
"Junior Brother Xuanchou... no... Brother Xuanchou, don't kill me. I have money. As long as you don't kill me, these are all yours." Yan Cheng panicked, completely ignoring the situation, and knelt on the ground and kept pleading. , used his only remaining arm to dig out the storage bag at his waist, and handed it to Nie Yuan.
"Senior brother, you are confused. Even if you are dead, these are not all mine." Nie Yuan knocked away Yan Cheng's storage bag.
"I...I can serve you as my master. As long as you don't kill me, I will serve you as my master for the rest of my life." Yan Cheng used his only remaining arm to protect Nie Yuan's leg, still pleading.
