Hell Heaven Longmen, the fourth Hell Heaven.
Nie Tian propped up the Twelve Heaven-defeating Sword Formation, and forcefully tore a hole in Hell Heaven's hand!
"Thank you, Brother Nie!"
When Bai Ziqiu saw this, his eyes were filled with joy, he thanked him, and his figure was like a stream of light, rushing straight towards the gap of Hell Heaven's Hand.
And this scene also made other people's expressions become intense.
"There is a gap there, rush over!"
"Get out of the way, let me pass first."
"A bunch of scum, are you worthy of entering the fifth hell? Get out of here!"
Everyone seemed to be going crazy, and they all rushed towards the gap.
Fortunately, Bai Ziqiu acted quickly and passed through the hands of Hell Heaven before everyone rushed over.
"Think about it, no way!"
When Chen Yuan saw this, he roared violently, and the momentum around his body was like a volcano erupting, and the fourth claw appeared from behind in response.
"Death to me all!"
Chen Yuan was extremely violent, roared, and the four sharp claws moved in unison, turning into four powerful qi energy, blasting towards everyone.
When Nie Tian saw this scene, his face darkened.
He didn't expect that Chen Yuan would be so cruel, treating human life as nothing and killing innocent people indiscriminately.
"Sword cuts through all the wastes!"
Nie Tian frowned and roared, the Haotian Sword pierced the sky, the sword energy swept all around, and a sword shadow slashed out like a mountain, as if it was going to split the world into two.
"Boom! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The next moment, the sword shadow fell, there was a muffled sound in the void, and then there were four explosions, and the four powerful energy were cut off directly.
"hateful!"
Chen Yuan roared violently, his eyes glowing red as he locked eyes on Nie Tian from a distance.
He never imagined that Nie Tian was not only saving people from him, but also openly opposing him!
"If you want to play, I'll accompany you."
Nie Tian's figure moved, like a stream of light, falling opposite Chen Yuan, and spoke coldly.
Chen Yuan was the first genius in the Dark Prison. Others were afraid of him, but Nie Tian was not afraid at all.
"You brat, can you afford to play with me, Ba Zhaochenyuan?"
Chen Yuan laughed wildly, and two sharp claws appeared behind him, and six sharp claws danced wildly in the air, like a huge spider.
"I don't care whether you are a six-clawed spider or an eight-clawed crab. No matter how arrogant you are, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword."
Nie Tian smiled coldly, and the Haotian Sword bloomed with a dazzling sword brilliance, like a waterfall of light, extremely dazzling.
"court death!"
This was the first time that Chen Yuan was so scorned by someone. He became furious and roared violently, with six sharp claws swinging in the air.
"Shuashuashua..."
In the void, white sharp blades appeared one after another, sweeping towards Nie Tian like a storm.
"So strong!"
Everyone around was shocked by the scene before them, and all took a breath. Many people forgot that the hand of Hell was pressing down.
"Is that all?"
Facing Chen Yuan's fatal blow, Nie Tian was not afraid at all, but smiled faintly.
"Wow!"
The next moment, the long sword in his hand suddenly thrust out, and the divine and demonic sword intent roared out. It was the purest sword intent with no move or form.
"Boom! Bang bang bang..."
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, as if the world was about to explode. The sword intent and the sharp blade collided, devouring each other, impacting each other, and bursting into wild waves that made the world tremble.
"That silver-haired swordsman is actually so strong!"
Everyone was simply stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.
As the number one genius in the Dark Prison, Chen Yuan is very powerful, as it should be.
But Nie Tian, a completely unfamiliar face, how could he be so strong
"Is this guy a warrior from the Qiye Nether Clan?"
Some people speculated on Nie Tian's identity and regarded him as a genius of the underworld.
"I don't think so. If he is from the Qiye Nether Clan, Chen Yuan may not dare to provoke him."
Another person shook his head and said, thinking that Nie Tian was not from the Nether Clan.
"Bang!"
At this moment, a muffled sound of explosion was heard, and a huge wild wave spread out, spreading wildly in all directions.
Nie Tian retreated slightly, then stood firmly.
Chen Yuan, on the other hand, flew dozens of meters upside down, and finally managed to stabilize himself with the help of six sharp claws on his back.
"How can it be?"
Chen Yuan steadied his body and stared at Mu Tian with his eyes, the horror was all written on his face.
He never expected that an unknown person on the other side could be so powerful.
"Stop now, it's still too late."
Nie Tian's sword energy was invincible, and his whole body was releasing sharp energy. He said coldly: "If you really anger me, you can't bear it."
"Yeah?"
Chen Yuan had a sinister expression on his face. This was the first time in his life that he was so despised.
"You are no match for him, just stop it."
At this time, in another void, a deep voice sounded, emotionless and ruthless, revealing the ultimate indifference.
Chen Yuan frowned and suddenly looked up, seeing a man wearing a Shura mask looking at him coldly.
"Yaoh!"
Nie Tian was also shocked when he saw that the person who spoke was none other than the Night King of the Underworld.
Unexpectedly, this guy was also observing secretly.
It has to be said that the Night King's aura was hidden very well, and Nie Tian didn't notice it at all.
"Who are you, and you dare to teach me a lesson?"
Chen Yuan couldn't sense the Night King's aura, so he didn't know how strong the latter was, but his arrogance remained unabated. He roared angrily, and a crazy aura surged around him.
"Qiye Nether Clan, Ye Wushang."
The Night King spoke calmly, his indifference revealing the ultimate contempt.
He could have said nothing, but he saw that Chen Yuan had some strength and couldn't bear the latter's death at the hands of Nie Tian.
He had already seen that if the fight continued, Nie Tian would kill him.
"People from the Qiye Nether Clan!"
When Chen Yuan heard the Night King's words, his eyes trembled, showing fear for the first time.
He had been fighting with Nie Tian just now, and although he had always been at a disadvantage, he was not afraid except for being surprised.
But the Night King scared him!
The Qiye Nether Clan is a force that claims to be able to fight against the Prison Suppression Society!
"So your name is Ye Wushang."
Nie Tian looked at Night King and smiled lightly in his heart.
Indeed, if the Night King had not spoken to stop him, his next sword might have directly killed Chen Yuan.
From this point of view, the Night King's words saved Chen Yuan.
"Boy, you are lucky today. Since a friend from the underworld has spoken, I will give him face and spare your life for the time being!"
Chen Yuan thought for a moment, looked at Nie Tian coldly and shouted.
Nie Tian twitched the corners of his mouth but didn't say much.
Chen Yuan is just showing off his rhetoric, there is no need to be as knowledgeable as him.
"Brother Ye, I'm Chen Yuan from the Dark Prison. I want to make you my friend."
Chen Yuan no longer paid attention to Nie Tian, but slightly raised his hands to the Night King and said very humbly.
"Want to be my friend?"
The Night King laughed, shook his head, and said, "You are not qualified yet."
"Um?"
Chen Yuan frowned and his face darkened.
"You're okay." But the Night King didn't care about him at all. He turned to look at Nie Tian and said calmly.