Vol 7 Chapter 611: Lost, die!

In the space, huge ice dragons squat, and the swordsmanship of the road is like a raging tide, piercing into the body of the ice dragon.

The dragon scales that have been crystallized by ice crystals fall, and after landing, they become directly into ice slag.

Seeing this scene, the dragon's three pupils suddenly shrank, his heart trembled fiercely, and his body kept shaking.

Shangguan Yan and others were even scared to open their mouths, but they couldn't make a sound.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" After a while, the air rang a fierce explosion, and the ice dragon couldn't stand the violent sword of the body, bursting directly in the air, and suddenly it was a huge piece of ice.

However, these ice blocks have not yet reached the ground, and they have been swept by the impact of the sword and directly turned into water mist.

After the most violent collision, the next dull silence is the most boring.

The world is clear, as if nothing has happened.

But at this time, Long San’s body trembled fiercely, and suddenly a blood spurted out, apparently not hurt.

His body trembled, his face was almost dripping, standing in the same place, but suddenly looked up, staring at Nie Tian not far away.

Among the eyes, surprise, fear, resentment, shame, and gathering into an indescribable complex god.

If the eyes can kill, at this time, Nie Tian has already been stunned a hundred times.

Long San couldn't believe it, couldn't bear it, and he lost himself. He lost to a real Yuan Wuwu who was not willing to take a look at his usual eyes.

This kind of blow is not only physical, but more importantly psychological, it is simply devastating.

At this time, Nie Tian stood firmly in the same place, his face was somewhat steady and pale, but his breath was calm and standing there, like a sharp sword.

"Dragon three, you are defeated!" Nie Tian eyes locked the dragon three, the sound of the sound sounded.

This voice fell in the ear of Long San, like a stabbing sword, let his body sway, actually fell a little.

"Defect!" Hearing the voice of Nie Tian, ​​Shangguan Yan and others only reacted at this time, looking at the two figures in the distance with a demented look, the shock of the heart was written on the face.

"Defied, I lost?" Long three repeated two times, his eyes became sluggish, completely unacceptable.

However, Nie Tian did not intend to give him the time to accept, but slammed a step, his eyes violently fluctuated, and said coldly: "You lost, and the price of defeat is death!"

A "dead" word fell, and the dragon's three eyes trembled fiercely, restoring some of the look, and at the same time becoming more frightened, revealing the despair that could not be concealed.

"You, you, you want to kill me?" Long San saw Nie Tianda stepping forward, his face pale as paper, his tongue began to turn, directly threatening: "I am a dragon family, if you kill me, you will die." Set, the Dragon family will not let you go!"

"Why, can you kill me alone, can't I kill you?" Nie Tian smiled and walked over. "This time I threaten with the dragon family. Why don't you use the celestial funeral to threaten?"

"Right, the dragon family is the celestial burial meeting, you can't kill me. The celestial burial will be very horrible, you can't afford to sin." Long San's voice trembled, his tone was a bit confusing.

Finally, he personally admitted that the dragon family in the black market is the celestial burial meeting!

This is consistent with Nie Tian’s prediction.

"Childish!" But this did not stop Nie Tian's pace. He walked step by step with a smug smile: "Even if I don't kill you, the Dragon Family and the Heavenly Funeral will not let me go." Are you not living in a fate? I will tell you now that Long Haotian is dead in my hands, it is his life, and you are dead in my hands, it is your life!"

In fact, Long Haotian was not killed by Nie Tian, ​​but was not killed by Yang Zi. At that time, Yangzi was afraid of Emperor Xi, so he killed Long Haotian himself.

But he certainly will not admit it, so he pushed this matter to Nie Tian's head.

Nie Tian is too lazy to explain anything, and even if he explains, people in the celestial burial meeting will not be able to listen, so simply admit it.

"I don't believe it!" The dragon three pairs of screams suddenly trembled, but they screamed, and then a palm shot, a cold ice palmapple.

This is his last blow, but in Nie Tian’s opinion, it’s just a little kid’s play.

Nie Tian's body trembled, directly crushing the ice palm, and then stepped on the foot, the figure came to the front of the dragon, without hesitation, a palm photographed.

"Stop, don't kill him!" At this moment, a panicking voice suddenly came out of the void, and then a heroic force pressed down like a mountain.

However, it is already late.

Nie Tian did not care about this voice, and took a picture directly.

"Hey!" A crisp sound, the dragon's brain brain broke, and the last one in the scorpion disappeared completely.

The pinnacle of the younger generation of the black city of Lingdu, the first person of Shura Huangbang, the madman of the dragon family, died!

"Well?" Just in the moment when Long San died, Nie Tian suddenly felt a familiar atmosphere. His palm stretched out, and an invisible gas swept over Long San. Nie Tian’s hand appeared a clear wash. ice crystals.

Get the ice crystal, Nie Tianxin is ecstatic, don't look at it, and quickly close it up.

At the same moment, the arrogant temperament came through.

Nie Tian was shocked, the power of the stars in the body rushed out, instantly condensed into a star shield, while the whole body lit up a layer of golden awn, it is the dragon scale. At the same time, the wooden poles of the Bitian battle armor opened, the swords of the whole body also rushed out, and the sword shield formed.

"Hey!" A muffled sound, Nie Tian figure directly flew out, marking a glaring blood mark on the ground.

One palm, just a palm, directly breaks Nie Tian's wheel space, the star shield, the dragon scales, the wood poles, and the sword shield.

And Nie Tian was seriously injured.

"Mr. Nie!" Ye Lao saw Nie Tian fell to the ground, roared, and the figure moved to the side of the latter.

Nie Tian struggled to get up and felt a sullen chest, and suddenly spit out.

At this time, a figure appeared in the void, and fell next to the body of Long San. It was a black old man with a sad sorrow and a sigh: "Dragon III!"

"Great elders!" Shangguan Yan and others looked at the old man's figure, and at the same time exclaimed, his face was as scary as paper.

Long San died, and the person who told Long San to come is Shangguan Yan, who will be punished for this, and is definitely the most severe punishment. Not Yangzi and Longwu can't escape the blame.

"Dragons and thousands of hatred!" Nie Tian's face eased a little, looking at the old man in black, shouting his name.

Before the dragon thousand hatred appeared once, Nie Tian remembered his breath and remembered his name.

God knows the strength of the dragon and the enemy, it is actually a round!

No wonder he is a force, so fierce, if Nie Tian does not have so many defenses, it is already a dead body at the moment.

Shangguan Yan and others call Long Qianqiu a great elder. It seems that this person is in the Dragon Family, and he is in a high-level burial society.

The dragon thousand enemies heard Nie Tian's figure, and the coldness flashed, and the majestic breath enveloped him. He was slightly surprised. Nie Tian was taken by him and he did not die.

But he didn't care so much, but he whispered: "The kid, hand over the hail forever!"