"Take it!!" As Master Mie Jue's palm burst out, a phantom of Thousand-Handed Guanyin appeared behind her, and the righteous spirit of Nie Feng was almost unable to breathe.
"Are I afraid of you?" A strong shimmer burst out from my eyes, and the evil lotus devouring fire on Nie Feng's body began to gush out wildly. The flames condensed, and Nie Feng's body was criticized for the flame demon's hot fighting armor, which was terrifying.
The mind and strange aura met Master Miejue's palm like a hurricane.
"Destroy!!"
With the battle armor, Nie Feng's strength has not expanded a little bit. Facing the palm of Master Mie Jue, Nie Feng shouted angrily and then punched Master Mie Jue hard.
The power of the surrounding air formed as concentrated as flowing water, and the entire space seemed to be guided by Nie Feng's punch.
'boom!!!'
A loud bang broke out, and Master Mie Jue's Zixiao Guanyin Palm was blown up helplessly under Nie Feng's battle armor. The powerful force rolled back towards Master Mie Jue like a tsunami, rolling the opponent directly into the air.
Nie Feng was not polite, and his right hand shook, and Ziyunxiao appeared again. Then, sword energy emitted purple light shot towards Master Mie Jue's lightning wildly.
Feeling the cold breath that can make people's body tear apart before it has arrived, Master Mie Jue gritted his teeth hatefully, and then adjusted his figure in the air. The long sword in his hand waved repeatedly, and the sword energy greeted him.
When he approached Nie Feng's Ziyunxiao sword energy, the explosion sounded continuously, and Master Mie Jue was once again swept away and was constantly retreating.
"How is it possible? With your strength, it is absolutely impossible to take over the Zixiao Guanyin Palm. How is this possible... flame condensed? You... condensed the flame into armor?" Looking at Nie Feng in shock, Master Mie was incredible.
Speaking of it.
"Stop talking nonsense, keep going. Today I have to correct your deep-rooted bastard thoughts." Looking at Master Mie Jue above, Nie Feng said in a cold and hoarse voice.
"master!!"
Seeing that Master Miejue was at a disadvantage, a group of Eastern cultivators who were fighting with the warriors of Tengshe and Viper tribes immediately let out a scream of surprise. After all, in their hearts, Master Miejue was the strongest.
, And now Master Miejue is at a disadvantage, which is really unbelievable.
"What's the noise? I'm not injured. Do you think this little ghost can hurt me?" He roared and instantly suppressed the scream below. Master Mie Jue looked at Nie Feng coldly.
He said: "Little kid, why do you know how to condense flames like this? As far as I know, there is no such method in Tianxuan Palace!"
"I've already said that I'm not from the Tianxuan Palace. You made a mistake from the beginning. Now I'll get out with your people, otherwise I'll kill you."
Master Mie Jue, Nie Feng said in a hoarse and cold voice.
"Haha... Killer? Little kid, you must not have made anything wrong, indeed, the armor condensed by flames is indeed much stronger than before, but if you want to kill me, you are not enough.
Qualification! I don’t believe that your move can be maintained forever. After your move is eliminated, I will kill you easily!" With a cold smile, Master Mie Jue shook the sword in his hand.
Just as Master Mie Jue said, Nie Feng's battle armor cannot last for too long. Nie Feng has to admire the sharp eyes of the fierce old lady in front of him. At this moment, two powerful auras
It approached rapidly.
"Old Ni Ziheng, if we were to add us, would you still be so calm?" Two auras were not under Nie Feng at all. The moment when the crisp female voice came, the two figures had already made Old Ziheng feel the same.
Ni, the road of Master Miejue, was blocked. When he saw two Jiuli cultivators in the spiritual realm appeared, the expression of Ziheng's old Niang became extremely gloomy.
"Everyone under the Sect of Zilong Pavilion, withdraw!"
With a cold snorkeling, Ziheng Old Nie gave a cold order. After hearing Ziheng Old Nie's words, all the Eastern cultivators who were fighting forced their opponents to retreat, retreated one after another, and glanced at the three of them with hatred.
Later, the old Niang Ziheng turned into a ray of light and disappeared between the sky, and Nie Feng also untied the Flame Demon's Fierce Hot Battle Armor. After all, it was very tiring to maintain the Fierce Armor.
Ziheng old Niu left, and Nie Feng then observed the two people coming, one man and one woman. They were all wearing dark clothes, and there were a few white lights above them, like stars,
The man is tall and handsome, but he is still as tough as the Jiuli clan.
As for the woman, her eyebrows are picturesque, beautiful and refined, and her long water-blue hair is particularly conspicuous. The woman has a strange characteristic and looks gentle like water, but when she sees it clearly, she feels as cold as ice.
The two completely opposite temperaments of coldness and gentleness are combined, making people feel that she is a contradictory complex.
Both of them looked extremely cold. After watching Nie Feng, the man said first: "Let me introduce myself first. I am Shentuli, and she is my junior sister Yu Shirou. We are all from the sky.
The people from Xuan Palace.”
"Good luck." Nie Feng naturally heard the coldness in Shentu, and Nie Feng naturally would not do the kind of thing that he had a hot face on the cold pp. He bowed to the two indifferently.
Nie Feng had no more statements.
Nie Feng's cold attitude was beyond the expectations of the two. Tianxuan Palace, as one of the four major forces in the entire continent, Nie Feng had no respect for them, which made the two of them.
Everyone felt a little unhappy. Both of them were about the same age as Nie Feng, so how could they have seen such a crazy person of the same age?
"Since everyone knows you, I won't say much. I want to ask, who did you learn your Nine Swords Art from?" After calming down, Yu Shirou asked Nie Feng in a crisp voice.
arrive.
"I didn't teach my Nine Sword Art, I collected it myself." Nie Feng did not hide his questions from Yu Shirou. Nie Feng could see that this Nine Sword Art is probably related to Tianxuan.
The palace has a shallow relationship, and even the Nine Stars Art of Destroying the People.
Nie Feng's answer made Shentuli and Yu Shirou frown and looked at Nie Feng tightly. Yu Shirou said, "Please stop joking. The Nine Sword Art is from our Tianxuan Palace.
The secret that is not passed on is that even in the Tianxuan Palace, there are only a few people who are qualified to practice. But you said you collected it back? Don’t bully people too much.”
"I don't know if it's not passed on, but I did collect it from all over the place and practice it by myself. If you believe it or not, it's the fact." Nie Feng didn't care at all about the other party's words, and he practiced the Nine Swords Art by himself.
By then, the Tianxuan Palace had been destroyed and it was not a strange thing to spread outside.
"Brother, although you helped the Viper Tribe and the Tengshe Tribe, it does not mean that you can just speak like this in front of us, know the appearance, and tell you the Nine Swords Art from where you practiced, otherwise, I will
Take you back to Tianxuan Palace for trial." Looking at Nie Feng coldly, Shentu said in a cold voice.
"I don't care whether you are from Tianxuan Palace or someone else, but don't make any mistakes. I don't take it seriously at all. If you want to capture me, your weight is still a little short of your weight." A cold smile, Nie
A powerful evil lotus-eating fire burst out from Feng's body, and the flames that swept into the mat turned into a flaming dragon that soared into the sky, and the red Martial King pattern also burst out with a red light.
"Martial King Pattern!!!"
Seeing the Wu King pattern on Nie Feng's body, Shen Tuli and Yu Shirou were both stunned. They knew very well what the Wu King pattern represented! The appearance of the Wu King pattern on Nie Feng's body shocked them even more!
"Who are you? Why do you have the Martial King pattern on your body?"
"My name is Nie Feng, just a wandering cultivator. As for why there is a pattern of King Wu, I don't necessarily tell you. Let's go. What you want to tell you has been told has been said. Believe it or not is your business."
After seeing the two of them, Nie Feng said coldly.
"No!! If you don't explain clearly today, don't leave!" Hearing Nie Feng's words, Shen Tuli immediately showed an angry look. Like many members of the Jiuli clan, Shen Tuli had a personality in his possession.
With the impulse factor, seeing Nie Feng was so cold from beginning to end, Shen Tu's anger rose and he slapped Nie Feng with a sudden palm!
"Over your ability!!" He snorted coldly, facing Shentu's palm, Nie Feng raised his palm to meet him after a cold voice!