Vol 8 Chapter 681: Three palms

His words are my words!

Tang Yin’s voice was calm and calm.

The faint sound fell, and the entire competition field was completely boiling.

If you don’t hear it, you can see with your own eyes, who can believe that the first person in the world of three thousand will actually say such a thing.

Who is Nie Tian in the end? It is worthy of Don Juan!

When Gu Xuanyuan and Qiu Shenfeng heard Tang’s words, their face suddenly became stiff and they didn’t know what to say.

Ink Zhaojing is a dull face, even if he is replaced by scorpion venom, his eyes stare at Tang Yan, cold channel: "Don Juan, you really want him, and my face is turned!"

For Nie Tian, ​​Tang Yan actually wants to kill the entire family of the Mohist family, which is unimaginable to all.

If Tang Yin is for Tang Thirteen and Moh’s face at this time, it is still excusable, but for Nie Tian, ​​a person who can’t pull any relationship at all, and Moh’s face, this is a bit unreasonable.

Tang Yan’s face was calm and terrible, and he said indifferently: “Mu brother, I can’t explain it to you, but this thing, you did it wrong. Put the girl, everything is still there.”

"If I don't let it go?" Mo Zhaojing's mouth twitched a cold, murderous.

Now that he has reached this step, Mo Zhaojing can stop his hand, and he can see that Tang Yan seems to be very respectful to Nie Tian, ​​almost to the point of bowing his head.

Tang Zhen is so respectful to Nie Tian, ​​definitely not to show it to outsiders, but because Nie Tian’s identity is very high and unreachable.

Now, Mo Zhaojing is a bit regretful, but this regret is disappeared instantly.

His viciousness and the city are far above the ink rain. He knows that even if he closes his hand at this time, Tang Yan is willing to let him go, Nie Tian will certainly not let go.

Since this is the case, then come to a dead net!

"Ink Zhaojing!" Tang Yin’s voice suddenly rose, like a thunderous explosion, resounding throughout the competition field, and angered and said: "I am saving you, you don’t know who you are facing! Don't do it. The wrong thing, trapped in the home of the eternal ruin."

After all, Tang Yin was soft-hearted and did not want to see the tragic ending. He gave the final warning to Mo Zhaojing, and he must not make a mistake.

In the eyes of Mo Zhaojing, his eyes trembled. He could see that Tang Yan was not an alarmist. Nie Tian’s identity must be high and terrible.

At this moment, Mo Zhaojing began to hesitate.

However, at this time, Mo Feng suddenly stepped forward and said: "The owner, the element of the inkless young master, is abolished!"

After the appearance of Mofeng, Mo Zhaojing handed the ink rain to his hand.

“Yuanmai is abolished?” Mo Zhaojing screamed and felt it, and sure enough.

The Yuanling was destroyed, the Yuanmai was abolished, and the ink rain completely turned into a waste person!

“Well?” Nie Tian’s eyes condensed, his brow wrinkled, and he immediately understood that it was the element of Mofeng’s abolition of the ink rain and framed him!

Nie Tian did not explain anything, because he knew that even if he explained, Mo Zhaojing could not believe it.

The eyes of Mo Zhaojing’s hesitation suddenly became firm, and the fierce and violent intentions filled the eyes. He made a decision and must let Nie Tian pay the price.

Nie Tian knew that there was no room for negotiation. In the eyes, there was a slap in the face. I stepped forward and said: "Ink Zhaojing, telling your conditions, as long as you let people go, I am willing to promise you all the conditions! If you hurt her, I will let Mohist delisted from the world of three thousand!"

The calm voice suppresses anger and is heart-wrenching.

"My conditions?" Mo Zhaojing Y smiled coldly and said: "My condition is, you have to be like me!"

"How is it the same?" Nie Tian's voice is low.

Mo Zhaojing looked cold and stunned in his eyes. He said: "You are three palms, three palms, you die or not, I let people go."

"Ink Zhaojing, are you crazy?" The voice of Mo Zhaojing did not fall, and Tang Yan was furious. He said: "You are the leader of the gods, let the three warriors of the gods receive you three palms, and this kills him. What's the difference?"

When Gu Xuanyuan and Qiu Shenfeng heard the words of Mo Zhaojing, they were all stunned and rounded their eyes. They could not believe that Mo Zhaojing was shameless to this point.

Nie Tian's strength is indeed very strong, but it is impossible to compare with Mo Zhaojing.

Not to mention Nie Tian, ​​even Tang Yan, the face of the three palms of Zhao Zhaojing, not dead or disabled.

The entire competition field became dead at this moment.

Everyone's eyes focused on Nie Tian, ​​waiting for his answer.

In the eyes of anyone, Nie Tian received three palms from the Zhaojing, and all of them must die!

Nie Tian, ​​how can he choose?

"Good! I promise you!" What shocked everyone is that Nie Tian barely hesitated and said directly.

"Teacher!" Nie Tian's voice just fell, a few voices suddenly sounded, two figures appeared, it is Zhang Yifeng and Duanmu Road.

But everyone did not notice that Tang Yan also screamed at this time, sounding like a mosquito, but very painful.

"Nie Tian elder!" The next moment, more sounds, dreams, and ancient people also appeared.

Meng Fanchen heard that there was an accident in the competition field, and immediately stopped the alchemy contest and rushed over.

"You all retreat." Nie Tian nodded slightly, and there was no fear in his eyes.

Mo Zhaojing felt the eyes of the people around him, and his eyelids trembled and said: "Nie Tian, ​​you have to assure me that after three palms, no matter what the outcome, no one can retaliate against me!"

Ink Zhaojing saw Tang Yu and Meng Fanchen in front of their eyes, fearing that they would be retaliated by the Tang and Alchemy Associations.

"Ink Zhaojing, you······, shameless!” Tang Yan was sullen and screamed, and was shamelessly stunned by Mo Zhaojing’s shameless body.

Nie Tian’s eyes sank and immediately said: “Tang Hao, dream will be long. This is my personal grievance with Mo Zhaojing, no matter what the result, please don’t C.”

"This·······" Dream Fans resentful, I don't know what to say.

"Old······" Tang Yan was excited, almost shouted out.

"This is the order!" Nie Tian turned and looked at Tang Yan, said lightly.

"Yes." Tang Yan was surprised by the anger, but in the end he could only helplessly nod.

He knows the character of Nie Tian, ​​and the things that have been decided will not change.

Everyone retreated to a few kilometers away, leaving only two figures in the air, Nie Tian and Mo Zhaojing!

Nie Tian nodded his head and turned to look at Mo Zhaojing. His face was contemptuous and indifferent: "Get out."

"Small nephew, you are looking for death!" Nie Tian's calm, so that ink Zhaojing inexplicably more anger, he stepped forward, roaring, the whole body's momentum madly skyrocketed, the space of the wheel was completely unfolded, the space was solidified.

"Boom!" In the Zhao Zhaojing's body, the Yuan dynasty is running wildly, and the whole body's momentum has soared to the extreme. The palm of the hand has been shot, and the thunder and whistling sounds are heard in the air. The endless powers are condensed together, and the atmosphere of oppression is extremely strong.

In the void, a big handprint with a white bone appeared, releasing a strange and **** atmosphere, and slammed into Nie Tian!