High in the sky, a silver-haired figure descended sharply, with traces of sword intent surging around his body, releasing a strange and unpredictable aura.
This silver-haired figure is none other than Nie Tian!
"Nie Tian!" Wen Lun saw Nie Tian appear. Although he was mentally prepared, he was still surprised.
At the same time, Wen Lun was also a little worried because he was not sure whether Nie Tian had the strength to face the next challenge.
"Senior Brother Wen, go down and rest. Leave it to me here." Nie Tian smiled faintly, patted Wen Lun's shoulder, and injected a holy power into the latter to help stabilize his injury.
"Yes." Wen Lun felt Nie Tian's calmness. Although he was still worried, he nodded, then took a deep look at Su Ke, and then retreated below to rest.
Nie Tian's sudden appearance made everyone stunned for a moment, and then started talking.
"Who is this person? Why have I never seen him before?"
"It should be an unknown ordinary disciple. Judging from his strength, he doesn't seem to be very strong."
"Even the senior brother was seriously injured and retreated. This silver-haired guy is trying to show off now. Isn't he looking for death?"
"This man is very bloody, but he is too impulsive. With his strength, I am afraid he will be defeated by Su Ke with one move."
As the Fengtian Mingzong disciples spoke, they all sighed, feeling deeply worried for Nie Tian.
"Master, are you okay?" Wen Lun's figure fell down, and Lan Qing and Lan Che immediately supported him and asked in unison.
"I'm fine." Wen Lun nodded slightly, but his eyes were always on Nie Tian, obviously still worried.
"Sir, you have tried your best." Lan Qing nodded deeply to comfort Wen Lun.
But Wen Lun shook his head helplessly. He knew very well what responsibilities and hopes he shouldered as the chief disciple.
Trying your best but failing to do it can only mean that you are not strong enough.
"Who is this white-haired guy? Will he be Su Ke's opponent?" Lan Che looked at Nie Tian. Although his tone was questioning, he obviously had no confidence in Nie Tian.
"He only has the ninth level of Heavenly Tribulation. I'm afraid he is using his life to show off his strength." Lan Che sighed, feeling very helpless.
As the chief disciple of the Fengtian Ming Sect, Wen Lun was already the first-level Holy Emperor of Tianjue, but he could only narrowly defeat Feng Li.
And Su Ke's strength is obviously stronger than Feng Li.
In the battle between Nie Tian and Su Ke, as long as he didn't die, it would be considered a miracle.
"Don't worry, in Nie Tian's eyes, these people are just a bunch of rabble." But at this time, a faintly smiling voice rang out, showing great confidence in Nie Tian.
"Huh?" Lan Che frowned. When he saw that the person standing next to him was Tang Shisan, who he had fought with before, he couldn't help but ask, "Is your friend stronger than you?"
Lan Che had never seen Nie Tian take action, but she was very aware of Tang Shisan's strength.
In the previous battle, Tang Shisan was able to easily deal with the two sisters joining forces without showing any real strength. He was indeed very strong.
If Nie Tian is similar to Tang Shisan, or even stronger than Tang Shisan, then he might really be able to fight Su Ke.
"Haha." Tang Shisan laughed, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's put it this way, as long as those two old guys don't take action, these people from Guiyazong will be nothing but meat in front of Nie Tian. "
He had long noticed that in addition to several young disciples from the Guiya Sect, there were also two old men, who were obviously the older generation of strong men from the sect.
"It's all meat?" Lan Qing Lan Che was stunned at the same time, unable to react for a moment.
"Cut it as you like." Tang Shisan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.
Lan Qinglan's eyes trembled violently, and she was stunned in disbelief.
Could it be that Nie Tian, who seemed ordinary and ordinary, was really as powerful as Tang Shisan said
High in the sky, Nie Tian stood calmly, looking at Su Ke calmly.
Su Ke was also looking at Nie Tian. His gaze was a little disdainful at first, but slowly changed, and he seemed to be a little confused and surprised.
He felt that Nie Tian's sword intent seemed a little different from that of ordinary swordsmen, and it actually gave him a hint of danger.
What surprised him even more was that he couldn't tell how many lifelines Nie Tian had.
Su Ke was once a disciple of the Fengtian Fate Sect, so he was also a Fate Warrior, with five lifelines awakened in his body.
And he has a special ability, that is, he can easily see the number of lifelines of other fate warriors, unless the opponent's number of lifelines is more than three more than his.
At this time, he couldn't see the number of Nie Tian's life lines. Doesn't it mean that Nie Tian had more than eight life lines
The eight lifelines, what this means, Su Ke, as a fate warrior, knows very well!
"I have never heard before that Fengtian Mingzong has eight lifeblood warriors. Is this kid a new member of Fengtian Mingzong?" Su Ke was shocked and his eyes flickered.
But at this moment, he was more willing to believe that Nie Tian had a secret method to hide his lifeline.
In Fengtian Mingzong, there is indeed such a secret method.
However, this secret method is extremely difficult to practice, and it has no practical use. It does not improve the warrior himself, it can only hide his lifeline.
Therefore, the Fengtian Ming Sect hardly practices such secret techniques.
"Perhaps this guy is an anomaly and likes to practice some flashy things." Su Ke calmed down a little and felt more at ease. He looked at Nie Tian and asked, "Boy, what's your name?"
The corner of Nie Tian's mouth moved slightly, and he smiled calmly: "Only if you block my sword will you be qualified to know my name."
"Hmph, really?" Su Ke's eyes darkened and he sneered, "I hope your strength is worthy of your arrogance."
"Let's take action." Nie Tian remained calm, with no wave in his eyes.
Su Ke only has the first level of cultivation of Tianjue and poses no threat to him at all.
If Su Ke was at the first level of Tianwu at this time, Nie Tian might be able to look at him, but unfortunately, he didn't.
"Seeking death!" Su Ke roared violently, obviously irritated. The power around him surged out wildly, stirring in the void and erupting into a fierce roar, which was extremely powerful.
"What a strong momentum!" The crowd below felt the pressure from high in the sky and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Wen Lun's eyes also trembled, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead, obviously a little nervous.
Lan Qing Lan Che stared at Nie Tian closely, also very excited.
Only Tang Shisan had his hands on his chest, looking completely indifferent.
Because he knew that for Nie Tian, this battle was just a matter of one sword strike.
"The momentum is good, but it's a pity that it's too weak in front of me." At this time, Nie Tian spoke. He stood with his hands behind his back, took a step forward, and a sword intent roared out, like an arrow from the string, too fast to blink. .
"Poof!" For a moment, Su Ke felt the fierce murderous intent coming towards him, but before he had time to react, he heard the sound of flesh and bone being cut open. Then in the bloody light, Su Ke saw his left arm being cut off and flying in mid-air!