Chapter 11: It should be scrapped!
Ba Ziyang roared and fell, the next moment, without any stop, he shot directly.
"I am going to hit your face!" Ba Ziyang's huge fist swung out and punched straight into the door of Nie Tian.
I thought that I could immediately report the insults of the public in the face, and the face of Ba Ziyang showed a near-perverted smile.
"Hey!" Nie Tian smiled coldly and didn't even look at Ba Ziyang.
Nie Tian’s Yuanmai has been restored, and now it’s the Yuanmai’s strength.
The strength of Ba Ziyang is also the weight of the Yuan Dynasty.
In general, every time the warrior's Yuan dynasty wakes up, it can increase the strength of a hundred pounds. The Yuanmai Jiuwu Warrior has a lot of power in his hand.
However, the strength of Nie Tian's Yuan dynasty is strengthened by the power of the stars. This alone makes him more powerful than ordinary warriors!
In addition, Nie Tian still has the tenth element of the pulse, which is even more terrible than the sum of the nine Yuan Yuan in his body!
Therefore, the strength of Ba Ziyang is only a thousand pounds, and the strength of Nie Tian is at least four or five kilograms. The two are not at all a level!
Nie Tian raised his arm and prepared to teach the arrogant Ba Ziyang.
But he still has a shot in the future, and a figure is already in front of him.
When the ink stepped out, one punched out, and there was a whistling sound in the air.
"Hey!" The double fists collided, and a muffled sound, Ba Ziyang repeatedly stepped back a few steps, a foot squat, a P share sat down.
Ink like this!
The crowd saw that the "rescue" of Nie Tian was actually like ink, and suddenly he was a glimpse.
After Ba Ziyang sat down, he climbed up and looked up at the ink-stained eyes, and he screamed: "Ink like this, what are you doing?"
Ink squatting slightly, said coldly: "This is a square city, not allowed to fight."
"Don't be allowed to fight privately?" Ba Ziyang's pupil dilated slightly. He looked at Nie Tian's eyes and sneered: "Ink is like a singer, you are clearly protecting Nie Tian. You should not look at him?"
If it is changed to normal, Ba Ziyang certainly does not dare to talk to Mo Ruyi, but at this moment he wants to play Nie Tian too much, so he is ashamed and let her retreat.
"Bazi Yang, what are you talking about!" Mo Ruqi was ashamed and angry, shouting loudly.
Seeing the reaction of ink, the Nie Tian suddenly smiled and stepped forward and said: "Bazi Yang, Mo Ruzhen sees what I have to do with you? Are you embarrassed?"
"Nie Tian, you shameless, don't say anything!" Mo Ruo was so anxious that he had sweat on his face and fiercely stared at Nie Tian.
Nie Tianting likes to look at the rush of ink, so that he has an inexplicable happiness.
However, it was not good to cry like a rush of ink. He smiled and said: "Oh. It seems that Miss Ms. did not look at me. Then please let me go, don't stop me from teaching some dogs that don't open their eyes!"
"Nie Tian, you..." The ink is so stunned, it is really anxious.
Nie Tian glanced at the ink, and smiled confidently.
"Bumping stone palm!" Ba Ziyang saw ink and Nie Tianla opened the distance, suddenly roared, directly shot, and used martial arts!
"Looking for death!" Nie Tian smiled coldly, squeezed out two words in his mouth, and immediately banged out.
He simply does not bother to use any martial arts, because the martial arts he cultivates are at least heavenly. Once he is shot, he will inevitably die.
"Hey!" The fists of the fist collided, such as the stone collision, Ba Ziyang flew directly out, slamming on the ground.
On the other hand, Nie Tian, such as the old tree packing, does not move.
The strength of the two is not a level at all. Even if Ba Ziyang uses martial arts, the strength is at most two kilograms, and even half of Nie Tian’s power is not.
Everyone saw a scene in which Ba Ziyang flew out, all dumbfounded.
Waste Nie Tian actually beat Ba Ziyang? What is going on?
Did Nie Tian, the genius three years ago, come back?
Everyone's eyes are extremely weird, wondering if they are dreaming.
"Nie Tian, you···" Ba Ziyang's palm is bloody, his metacarpal bone is completely broken, he wants to get up, he can't climb.
Nie Tian Y smiles coldly, and S is out of the way, and step by step toward Ba Ziyang.
The rest of the Pakistani family was scared, and stayed in the same place, motionless.
"Bazi Yang, I want you to remember this moment forever!" Nie Tian walked over, the cold voice sounded, and he slowly lifted one foot and suddenly stepped on the chest of Ba Ziyang, like a huge stone falling.
"Nie···" Ba Ziyang wants to talk, but the pressure on his chest makes him unable to speak.
"I said that I am a waste, you are now stepping on my feet, I am not more waste than waste!" Nie Tian coldly opened his mouth, and his face was intensified: "Today, I will turn you into a real waste!" ”
The cold voice fell, and Nie Tian’s foot was suddenly forced.
"Ah-!" Under tremendous pressure, Ba Ziyang issued a pig-like roar.
"砰!砰!砰!···" Under the pressure of near horror, the roots of Ba Ziyang's body, the roots collapsed!
"Don't!" Ba Ziyang broke out with a terrible roar. At this moment, his eyes filled with incomparable despair.
Nie Tian abolished his Yuanmai!
Nie Tian really abolished his Yuan Dynasty!
Nie Tian turned him into a real waste!
The crowd became dead at this moment, and looked at Nie Tian's eyes with a touch of fear.
"Ink like a cockroach, let's go!" Abolished the Yuan dynasty of Ba Ziyang, Nie Tian lifted his foot and left, and even looked at Ba Ziyang.
It wasn't until Nie Tian walked past Mo Ruyi that the latter reacted, but it was still a look of horror.
She did not think that Nie Tian’s means were so vicious.
Under the eyes of the public, the big masters of the Pakistani family were turned into waste!
Nie Tian’s move is simply mad!
Under the horror of a gaze, Nie Tian and Mo Ruyi strode away.
The crowd stared for a long time and there was no reaction for a long time.
After a while, the figures of the two appeared in the wild forest outside Moyang City.
"Nie Tian, you abolished Ba Ziyang, isn't it afraid of Bajia revenge?" Mo Ruzhen still shocked Nie Tian's move just now, and asked.
"Afraid, of course, afraid." Nie Tian looked indifferent.
"Afraid that you still abolished him?" Mo Ruyi looked puzzled.
"He should be abolished, I have already received the mercy, otherwise he is a dead body." Nie Tian said with a serious face.
“Should be scrapped?” Mo Ruyi is a bit speechless.
"When he insults me every day as a waste, when he beats me seriously, when he is married to Niejia, he should think of this." Nie Tian said lightly. In the past three years, the hatred accumulated in the heart needs to be released, isn't it?
The abolition of Ba Ziyang is to release the hatred in the heart. At the same time, they also sounded an alarm to the Pakistani family, warning them not to be too arrogant.
Mo Ruyi heard some sorrows. She didn't know what Nie Tian said. She only saw that Nie Tian had abolished the Ba Ziyang Yuan pulse. All of them thought that Nie Tian had done too much.
If Nie Tian is telling the truth, then Ba Ziyang should indeed be scrapped.
When ink is like a god, suddenly think of something, said: "Nie Tian, you beat Ba Ziyang into waste, Nie will certainly revenge. You must be careful when the Moyang City Wushu."
"Be careful?" Nie Tian smiled.
"Ba Ziyang's second brother, Ba Ziliang, was a Yuanling martial artist last year. This year he went outside to practice. The Moyang City Wuhui will definitely come back. If he knows that you have abolished Ba Ziyang, you will not let go of you. "Ink said with a small face."
