Chapter 4767: First Battle with Xuanwu
Yutian Dragon Gate, the ninth Yutian, outside the cave.
"Yoho!"
The man with the mustache repelled Nie Tian with a palm, but he couldn't help but let out a surprised laugh, "Boy, I didn't expect you to have some weight."
"I didn't expect you to have a lot of weight either."
Nie Tian smiled indifferently, staring at the man with the mustache's eyes, with a cold light surging.
"Looking for death!"
How could the man with the mustache not hear the provocation in Nie Tian's words? He roared angrily and slapped out again, with a rolling and mighty force, and the surrounding void sank.
"Break it for me!"
Nie Tian's eyes condensed slightly, and the Haotian Sword was unsheathed. The air was immediately filled with a murderous aura, and the sword energy turned into a wild wave, sweeping everything.
"Bang!"
The next moment, a muffled sound exploded in the air.
"Ah!"
The man with the mustache obviously didn't expect Nie Tian to be so strong, and was immediately hit. He screamed and retreated several meters before he could barely stabilize his body.
On the other hand, Nie Tian did not move at all, and his body was full of sword energy, as sharp as a sharp sword.
"How is it possible?"
The man with the mustache looked at Nie Tian in horror, unbelievable.
"Are you a warrior from the Holy Realm of the Heavens?"
Lin Qingyuan could see that Nie Tian's power was different from that of the warriors from the Prison Realm, and his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in surprise.
"Are you the legendary Xuan Realm warriors?"
Nie Tian frowned, and Lin Qingyuan's cold and sinister eyes made him very uncomfortable.
"A warrior from the Holy Realm came to the Prison Realm and even knew about the Xuan Realm."
Lin Qingyuan looked at Nie Tian as if he was looking at an interesting low-level creature, and murmured with a smile: "It's a bit interesting."
"Master, there's no need to waste time talking to this kid, let me kill him directly!"
The man with the mustache had a gloomy face, and the Xuan Qi in his body was boiling, and there was a burning air in the surrounding space.
"You are not his opponent, retreat."
Lin Qingyuan stopped the man with the mustache and said indifferently.
His voice was very cold, but it sounded like thunder when it fell into the ears of the man with a mustache.
The man with a mustache was very unwilling, but he did not dare to disobey Lin Qingyuan, so he had to step aside.
"What? The servants are not good, are you, the young master, going to do it yourself?"
Nie Tian looked at Lin Qingyuan coldly, not afraid at all, but provoked him.
"Boy, you are quite strong, I don't want to kill you."
Lin Qingyuan was not angry, but said lightly: "I am chasing a woman, her breath disappeared here. As long as you hand her over, I can spare your life."
"What if I don't hand her over."
Nie Tian did not explain anything, but sneered directly.
Sure enough, Lin Qingyuan and his gang came to chase the injured woman in green.
With Lin Qingyuan's arrogant personality, even if Nie Tian denied it and said that he had never seen the woman in green, the former would not believe it.
Since this is the case, it is better to admit it.
He also wanted to see how strong this young master from the legendary Xuanjie is.
"My patience is limited, don't try to challenge me."
Lin Qingyuan's face turned cold, his gloomy eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"We're going to fight anyway, so why bother talking so much nonsense."
Nie Tian sneered again, the Haotian Sword swept through the air, the sword light was bright, like a waterfall of light.
"You're looking for death!"
Lin Qingyuan's face sank, and he could no longer restrain himself. He roared, and a stream of mysterious power surged. A stream of mysterious runes appeared in the air, and in his hand, it condensed into a long sword shining with purple light.
"What a strong sword energy!"
Nie Tian's eyes suddenly sank, and he actually felt that an invisible sword energy was spreading, suppressing his sword intent.
This young master from the Xuan Realm is really not simple!
"One sword, take your life!"
Lin Qingyuan shouted coldly, and slashed with a sword. The sword energy spread out a hundred meters, and the huge momentum, like a landslide and tsunami, rolled towards Nie Tian.
Nie Tian's eyes sank slightly, and the Haotian Sword went out against the trend, and the sword energy was sharp and crisscrossed.
"Bang!"
The knife moved vigorously, the sword moved sharply, and the moment the knife and the sword collided, a loud noise broke out in the void.
The energy of the knife and the sword turned into endless waves, sweeping around.
Nie Tian's body shook, and his feet were a little unstable, and he stepped back a few steps.
Behind him, half of the mountain wall was cut open, forming a mountain stream!
On the other hand, Lin Qingyuan did not move at all, but his knife energy was majestic, like a river, rolling and surging.
But his face was extremely gloomy, and he looked at Nie Tian with surprise.
Although he did not use his full strength in this knife, it was enough to kill the strong man in the Heavenly Martial Realm of the Holy Realm.
Nie Tian was obviously only at the ninth level of Tianjue, but he could block this knife and was not injured, which was beyond his expectation.
It seems that Nie Tian did not use his full strength when he fought with the mustache just now.
"Your sword is indeed very powerful, but it is far from enough to kill me."
Nie Tian's body shook, and a sword energy broke through the air, directly splitting a huge rock in front of him.
"Very good!"
Lin Qingyuan smiled and said, "I didn't expect that there would be a genius like you in the Holy Realm of the Heavens. It was me, Lin Qingyuan, who underestimated you."
"Come on!"
Nie Tian was full of fighting spirit, and his whole body was full of sword spirit.
Being repelled just now aroused his competitive spirit. He wanted to see how strong Lin Qingyuan was.
"Boy, I won't bully you. As long as you can take two more of my swords, I will leave!"
Lin Qingyuan spoke solemnly, with a resolute expression and fierce eyes.
Two swords, he must kill Nie Tian!
"Really?"
Nie Tian smiled coldly, very provocative.
Just now, he was just testing Lin Qingyuan's strength, but he didn't expect that the latter really regarded him as a weakling.
"Second knife!"
Lin Qingyuan shouted angrily, and the knife energy in his body surged, as if he was not a person, but an endless ocean of knife energy.
"Very good!"
Nie Tian felt the pressure in the void increase, but he was not afraid. Instead, he smiled, and the sword energy in his body also surged, and the sound of dragon roars rang out in the air.
"Stupid!"
Lin Qingyuan frowned, his face full of fury.
He is a knife man, and Nie Tian is a sword man.
But Nie Tian actually gave up the sharpness of the sword and took the initiative to fight him with momentum.
The knife moves majestically, and the sword moves sharply.
How can the sword momentum be better than the knife momentum?
Nie Tian used his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strengths. If it wasn't stupid, what else could it be?
"Do you really think that your knife momentum is stronger than my sword momentum?"
Nie Tian laughed, and his cold words showed his arrogance.
"Arrogant!"
Lin Qingyuan's face changed, and he was completely enraged by Nie Tian. He chopped down the purple sword directly, and the void sank. The surrounding world seemed to collapse.
From what Nie Tian said, it was clear that he was extremely contemptuous of him and didn't take him seriously at all!
Why did a Saint Realm ant despise him, a genius of the Mysterious Realm?
"Sword Dragon Devouring the World!"
Nie Tian suddenly felt a great pressure, and the corner of his mouth twitched lightly. The sword intent of his whole body soared into the sky. The brilliance of the sword was great, and the majestic momentum was like a river bursting its banks, which was out of control.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
In the void, the shadow of the sword was like a mountain, and the shadow of the sword was like a dragon, rolling out, and colliding majestically!
