"You are the one seeking death." Nie Tian smiled coldly, with undisguised murderous intent in his eyes. It doesn't matter if Lan Bingye is a little arrogant, Qin Feng is just the former's dog, there is nothing to be arrogant about. At this moment, Nie Tian was determined to kill. "The Emperor's Fist of the God of War!" Facing Qin Feng's Tyrant Hammer, Nie Tian did not dodge. He stepped on it and the ten-meter-long martial arts platform suddenly shook. The energy around his body surged, and his whole body shone with golden light. This is the Golden Extreme Yellow Heaven Armor, the first level of the Jiuji War God Technique, which is in the Golden Extreme Yellow Heaven realm. It elevates Nie Tian's martial body to a higher level, even comparable to low-level heaven and earth spirits. "Bang!" Nie Tian punched out and collided with Qin Feng's Tyrant Hammer. The Tyrant Hammer stagnated in the air and was immediately knocked away. Qin Feng took a few steps back, a look of panic appearing on his face. He didn't expect that Nie Tian's power would be so powerful. Although Nie Tian hit 50,000 kilograms in the strength test, he took advantage of the sensitivity of the force measuring stone, which was a bit of a trick.
Qin Feng's Tyrant Hammer is a powerful Yuanling. When he collided head-on with Nie Tian, he actually suffered a loss, which was incredible to him. "You brat, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. It seems I underestimated you." Qin Feng directly grabbed the Tyrant Hammer with his hand, and his whole body became even stronger. Nie Tian glanced at Qin Feng coldly, and said a few words in a deep voice: "The next move will kill you." "Arrogant!" Qin Feng roared angrily, and the Tyrant Hammer suddenly emitted a crimson light. He stepped on it with both feet, jumped up, held the Tyrant Hammer with both hands, and struck down forcefully. Overlord! The Tyrant Hammer transformed into a huge hammer shadow, like a boulder, falling from the sky. The strong momentum made Nie Tian frown slightly. But he didn't panic at all, and his feet didn't move at all. The ten vital energy veins in his body were running wildly, and the Nine Extremes God of War Art was running to the extreme. The golden dark light enveloped his whole body, making it look a bit dazzling. "War God Ling Tian!" When the hammer shadow fell, Nie Tian suddenly raised his head, and the sword Jue Tian Zhan appeared in his hand. Suddenly, a sharp sword light struck Qin Feng's neck. "Bang!" The huge hammer shadow fell and hit Nie Tian directly. The entire martial arts arena seemed to sink a little. However, Nie Tian's body was extremely strong and he was able to withstand the impact of the Tyrant Hammer. "Poof!" At the same moment, the sword light passed by, the sound of flesh and blood being cut was heard in the air, and Qin Feng's neck was directly pierced. While the other person was still in the air, the Tyrant Hammer Yuanling suddenly disappeared. His hands subconsciously covered his neck, but he couldn't stop the blood from gushing out. Qin Feng fell from the air, and a fountain of blood spurted out from his neck. After landing, his body twitched a few times and became silent again. died! After a long time, when Qin Feng completely lost his life, everyone reacted and took a deep breath. "Brother Feng!" With a hysterical howl, a figure rushed out, it was Qin Yuhu. He had been watching the martial arts competition and was deeply shocked by Nie Tian's strength, especially when Nie Tian defeated Liang Yunlong with one move. Before Qin Feng came on stage, Qin Yuhu also warned him to be careful and never underestimate Nie Tian.
Unexpectedly, Qin Feng was still too frivolous and died at the hands of Nie Tian. Nie Tian jumped down from the martial arts stage and looked at the scene in front of him coldly. "Nie Tian, I'll kill you!" Qin Yuhu turned around suddenly, the tiger fang sword appeared, and several sword shadows stabbed towards Nie Tian. Nie Tian just turned slightly sideways, casually blocking Qin Yuhu's attack, and said coldly: "If you dare to take action again, I will kill you." Feeling the killing intent in Nie Tian's eyes, Qin Yuhu couldn't help but tremble, and his whole body felt a trembling feeling, as if a sheep was being stared at by a lion. He immediately calmed down, looked at Qin Feng's body subconsciously, walked forward, picked it up, turned to Nie Tian and said, "Nie Tian, my Qin family will never let you go!" After saying that, Qin Yuhu picked up Qin Feng's body and left quickly. When Qin Yuhu's figure disappeared completely, the crowd was still in shock and could not react for a long time. Nie Tian's strength is too strong. Qin Feng, who was at the ninth level of Yuanling, was killed instantly by him with one move! This kind of strength is truly terrifying. "Boss, if you kill Qin Feng, the Qin family will definitely not let it go. Qin Yuhu's father is the commander of the Royal Guards of the Imperial City." Jin Dabao looked at the direction in which Qin Yuhu left, and couldn't help but worry. Nie Tian said calmly: "If I don't kill Qin Feng, will the Qin family let me go?" Qin Yetian is Lan Bingye's uncle, so of course the Qin family is tied to Lan Bingye. Even if there was no Qin Feng incident, the Qin family would definitely spare no effort to deal with Nie Tian. Jin Dabao looked at Nie Tian's firm and cold eyes, feeling horrified. Before, he was worried that Nie Tian would be merciful, but now it seemed that his worries were too much. On the viewing platform. Qin Yetian's face was so gloomy that it almost bled, and he stared at Nie Tian with angry eyes. Although Qin Feng is not his son, he is a member of his Qin family. Nie Tian killed the Qin family in front of everyone, obviously not taking the Qin family seriously. After a while, Qin Yetian spoke coldly and said, "Dean Fan, what kind of martial art does Nie Tian practice? Why is his body so strong?" The main reason why Nie Tian was able to defeat Qin Feng was that his body was strong enough to withstand the frontal bombardment of the Tyrant Hammer. If not, it would be impossible for Nie Tian's strength at the fourth level of Yuanling to fight against the warriors at the ninth level of Yuanling. Fan Jinwu looked solemn and his face became even more gloomy. He shook his head and said, "I don't know either." Previously, Fan Jinwu deduced that Nie Tian's martial arts were of the Xuan level or even the Earth level. But now, he wasn't sure. He had a vague guess in his heart that maybe Nie Tian's martial arts was a heaven-level martial arts! Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to fight against a ninth-level Yuanling warrior with the strength of the fourth-level Yuanling.
But even the top sects in the three thousand small worlds may not have a heaven-level martial arts. How could Nie Tian, a poor boy from a small place, have a heaven-level martial arts? Could it be that there is a terrifying force behind him? If this force really exists, it must be so terrifying that it is unimaginable. "I must have seen it wrong." Fan Jinwu shook his head repeatedly, forcing himself to calm down and not scare himself. If there is really a terrifying force behind Nie Tian, why come to a small place like the Blue Cloud Empire? It is completely unnecessary. Lan Bingye looked at Nie Tian and said gloomily: "Nie Tian, you can kill Qin Feng so easily. It seems that this prince really underestimated you. But it's okay, you will soon know that if you rob things from this prince, there is only one word, that is death!" Nie Tian defeated Qin Feng, and then it was the moment of his decisive battle with Lan Bingye. Ai Anmin announced on the martial arts competition stage: "Lan Ba Academy freshman martial arts competition, the newcomer king finals, Prince Bingye, duel, Nie Tian!" As soon as the voice fell, the whole audience cheered. People have been looking forward to this final battle for a long time. "Boss, be careful." Jin Dabao couldn't help but worry and said to Nie Tian. Nie Yurou looked at Nie Tian and said very confidently: "Fatty brother, don't worry, brother Nie Tian will definitely win." "Yeah. I believe in brother Nie Tian too." Qiu Ling'er nodded heavily. Nie Tian looked at everyone, just smiled faintly, then took a step forward, and his figure rushed out dozens of meters and landed directly on the martial arts competition stage. At the same time, Lan Bingye's figure also appeared, facing Nie Tian head-on. The much-anticipated final battle of the newcomer king was about to begin.