Vol 7 Chapter 635: Nether King
“ Lost?” The crowd stunned and didn’t know what had happened.
Tang Sheng turned around, his neck was printed with a thin red blood line. He walked a few steps, but suddenly he paused and didn't look back. He just said, "Why don't you kill me?"
The blood line between his neck is exactly what the rain really leaves, as long as the blood line is a little harder, he is already heading.
Obviously, if the rain is true, it does not want his life.
If the rain really shook his head, he said: "You and I are not enemies, just a momentary opponent, there is no need to take your life."
"Yeah." Tang Sheng nodded, his figure flashed and disappeared.
If Yu Yu’s policy is turned and left, a strong matchup that is not gorgeous will end.
But the waves that this war has set in people's minds have not subsided, especially for those who see the doorway.
Nie Tian brows slightly wrinkled, if the rain really policy just a sword, speed and strength have reached the extreme, even the double-edged sneaky can not dodge.
In all fairness, if this sword falls on oneself, Nie Tian will not be killed, but he will be injured.
Now, Nie Tiancai knows that he underestimated the strength of the rain.
On the other hand, Ji Tinghai looked far away at the back of the rain, and his eyes showed a rare jealousy.
"Listen to the sea, just a sword, if you do not need the spirit of your body, you have a little grasp to take it." Ji Wuzhe stood next to Ji Tinghai, the stiff look relaxed, and asked abruptly.
Ji listening to the sea brow wrinkled and said: "Five points."
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According to Ji Tinghai, if a rain sword is used, if he does not use the sixth-order spirit array in the body, half of them may die on the spot.
If the strength of the rain is true, it is terrible!
Ji Wuxiu originally thought that this time the Miuwuhui, Ji Tinghai's biggest enemy is Nie Tianmoyu and others, but he now knows that if the rain is true, it may be the most terrible opponent.
The other few people, such as the ink rain and the sorrowful sorrow, are all looking at the face, and can’t speak for a long time.
Only Long Er, looking at the rain with a pair of playful feelings, the ugly face not only did not have fear, but instead showed an expression of excitement, murmured: "The martial arts, it is more and more interesting."
In the following battles, not many people have caused Nie Tian’s attention. There are only a few warriors between the ages of 40 and 50. The strength is above the gods’ wheel, but it is not a threat to Nie Tian. .
The first day of the battle ended soon, and all the points of the military were quickly announced.
On the first day, in addition to the warriors whose points were negatively eliminated, they were counted as being killed or severely wounded on the spot, and those who retired. The original 3,000 participants, only a thousand more than one, eliminated more than half.
Nie Tian, Mo Ruqi, Qiushan and others have not been eliminated, and smoothly entered the next day.
After leaving the martial arts field, Nie Tian and others immediately returned to the ancient capital.
Just as he was about to enter the ancient capital, his voice suddenly sounded in the ear: "Master, the guy is coming to the spirit!"
"That guy?" Nie Tian whispered, but it was not a reaction.
"Wu Feng!" The voice of the corpse Luo Mojun shivered slightly and said a name.
"Wu Feng?" Nie Tian stunned, his brow wrinkled and screamed: "He has to be a miracle!"
Wu Feng has the corpse of the corpse, and the latter can know his every move.
At the same time, the sorcerer had a hidden mountain forest.
Several figures appeared and slowly proceeded.
One of the figures, very familiar, is the refining of five poisonous blood infants.
At this time, Wu Feng, his face is not very good-looking, and it seems to be a little scared.
He is followed by four people, with deep breath and bright eyes, all of them are all six strong men!
These four people, all wearing a grimace mask, exudes a strong corpse on the body, like a dead body that has been rotted for a long time.
But these four people are absolutely living people. The reason why they are this kind of appearance is definitely to cultivate a certain evil technique.
After a while, they came to a mountain and stopped, as if they were waiting for someone.
Just a few people just stopped, and on the mountain peak, a horrible killing suddenly appeared, and instantly spread, and a black beam suddenly rose into the sky.
"Hey!" The next moment, a violent explosion sounded, and a black shadow appeared above the mountain. The volley was on a boulder in the distance.
Wu Feng was shocked and looked up. He saw the figure above the peak, hidden in a black air, as if there was no entity, very strange.
At the moment when the black shadow appeared, the four ghost faces were kneeling down and said in unison: "The ghosts of the Nether, welcome the ghost king!"
"Ghost King?" Wu Feng heard the names of the four people, and slammed them, even if they were scared and white, they trembled and shuddered and said: "The genus, the subordinates, and the ghost king."
"Four ghosts, you must step back." The shadow was open, and the voice was cold and chilly, intermittent, like a sigh from hell.
"Yes." Nether Four Ghosts promised, the figure is like a ghost, and disappears directly.
Wu Fengqi was in the same place and did not dare to look up.
The black shadow on the boulder flashed a bit, and it appeared in front of the cover of the squad, condensing the adult shape, and the indifference opened: "Wu Feng, stand up."
Wu Feng’s heart trembled and stood up, only to find out that there was a person standing in front of him.
He took the courage and looked at the man, but he saw a pair of black D's generally deep eyes, releasing a cold, cold back.
He knows that this person in front of him is not someone else. It is the owner of the legendary Ling Xuan Tiange, the ghost!
Nether King, is a ghost!
"Wu Feng, the main five poisonous blood baby in this cabinet?" The ghost spoke indifferently, without a little bit of affection.
Wu Feng heard five poisonous **** infants, his heart trembled, his face became pale, his body could not help but tremble, his knees were soft, and he stumbled again: "The chief of the cabinet is forgiving, the small service is weak, the five poisonous blood, Was taken away."
"Well?" The ghost's voice suddenly sank, his face slightly cold, and asked: "Who was taken away?"
Two five poisonous blood infants, one of whom was used to kill Huo Yuan and the other was taken away by Nie Tian.
"Nie, Nie, Nie······Tian!" Feel the pressure of a cold, Wu Feng voice trembled to say a name.
"Nie - Heaven!" Ghosts face a cold, the abyss of the abyss released the killing of Ling Xiao, a moment, killing the machine.
This name, he listened more than once.
Wan Xuan, the deputy director of Ling Xuan Tiange, died in Nie Tian’s hand.
"Nether Four Ghosts!" The ghost's body trembled a little, and he screamed.
"Below!" In the void, four figures of the dead body appeared.
"Get back five poisonous blood infants!" The ghosts opened their mouths, and then the body turned into a black gas and disappeared into the air.
"Don't alarm other people." In the void, the voice of the ghost is heard again, and all the breath is completely disappeared.
