High up in the sky above the martial arts arena, Jian Chun was sent flying and smashed heavily into the arena.
"Hiss!" The crowd gasped when they saw this scene. Their eyes trembled uncontrollably.
Although most people had vaguely guessed that Nie Tian would win the battle, when Jian Chun displayed such powerful combat power, many people felt that the battle would be very tragic and that it was very likely that both sides would suffer.
Unfortunately, the final result was a crushing victory for Nie Tian.
Nie Tian's strength was really strange!
"This is impossible!" In the next moment, an abrupt roar rang out from the gazebo high up in the sky. Jian Wuya's figure flickered, and he stepped out of the gazebo with a single step. He unleashed his killing intent, and his cold eyes locked onto Nie Tian.
He couldn't understand. How could Jian Chun, a swordsman with a sword bone, lose to a swordsman with a sword mark?
In his opinion, this was simply impossible!
Jian Wuya knew that even if Jian Chun's current strength wasn't as good as Jian Qiu's, it wasn't too far off.
Even he had been defeated so easily by Nie Tian. Didn't that mean that Jian Qiu was also likely to be no match for Nie Tian?
At this moment, Jian Wuya finally realized how terrifying Nie Tian was!
Jian Wuya looked at Nie Tian Cold. His whole body was filled with killing intent, making him look ferocious.
Nie Tian sensed the killing intent high up in the sky. He looked up at Jian Wuya, but he didn't take the latter seriously at all.
If Jian Wuya wasn't a complete idiot, he would never have attacked Nie Tian.
Palace Master Lie Yun was in front of him. If Jian Wuya still dared to attack openly, Young Master Heartbroken would definitely punish him even more severely.
At this moment, Nie Tian finally realized how important the role of Holy Judgment was.
If there were no Holy Judgment, these Palace Masters would definitely not hesitate to attack their disciples or children once they saw them injured or beaten to death.
If that happened, wouldn't everything be a mess?
"Jian Wuya, what are you trying to do?" At this moment, the Heartbroken Prince's voice sounded Cold. It sounded like thunder in Jian Wuya's ears.
Jian Wuya's eyes trembled and his body trembled slightly. His killing intent instantly dissipated.
Nie Tian shook his head and smiled. After which, he landed on the ground and looked at Jian Chun.
Jian Chun struggled to get up. His entire body was drenched in blood. He seemed to be heavily injured, but in reality, his injuries were not fatal.
"Why? Why is your sword array so powerful? "Jian Chun stared at Nie Tian with his blood-red eyes, a look of shock and confusion on his face.
"Jian Chun, you're not the only one whose strength has increased. It's as simple as that." Nie Tian said with a faint smile.
High God Sword Formation. The stronger Nie Tian's strength was, the stronger the sword formation's might would be. Although he had not broken through to the late-stage Lowgod Realm, he was almost there. Naturally, the might of the High God Sword Formation would be even stronger.
Most importantly, Nie Tian was not afraid of Jian Chun's poison.
The most terrifying thing about Jian Chun was the poison in his sword intent. If he lost this advantage, his strength would be greatly reduced.
After taking a glance at Jian Chun, Nie Tian turned around and left without hesitation.
The first battle of the top 24 ended with Nie Tian's victory.
This time, Nie Tian's heart softened and he did not kill Jian Chun.
However, Jian Wuya did not feel grateful to Nie Tian because of this. Instead, he resented him even more.
Jian Wuya, who was in the pavilion, stared coldly at Nie Tian. He wished he could tear the latter's body into a thousand pieces!
The Heartbroken Prince saw this scene and couldn't help but shake his head.
It was true that he was a Holy Judge, but he could only restrict Jian Wuya and the others during the Grand Competition of the Twelve Shrine. Once the Grand Competition ended, his status as a Holy Judge would lose its effect.
At that time, if Jian Wuya wanted to kill Nie Tian, he would have no right to stop him.
In fact, after every Grand Competition of the Twelve Shrine, there would be fierce confrontations between the twelve shrines. Many talented disciples would fall because of this.
It was precisely because of this that the conflicts between the twelve shrines grew bigger and bigger.
Next, the competition continued.
The battles of the top 24 were between the top twelve in terms of accumulated points and the bottom twelve.
This was to ensure that the stronger ones could enter the top twelve.
The next battle was out of Nie Tian's expectations. It was Dugu Ni and Thousand Flowing Kill!
"It's actually these two people. This is interesting." The corners of Nie Tian's mouth couldn't help but curl up as he looked at the two figures on the stage.
Dugu Ni and Thousand Flowing Kill were both from the Heaven Domain. The difference was that one joined the Crimson Lunar Divine Palace and the other joined the Cold Divine Palace.
Thousand Flowing Kill had arrived in the Divine Domain earlier than Dugu Ni, but his strength was only at the mid-stage Lowgod Realm.
Dugu Ni, on the other hand, had just arrived in the Divine Domain not long ago and his strength had already reached the mid-stage Lowgod Realm.
Therefore, this battle was definitely a one-sided battle. Thousand Flowing Kills had no hope of winning at all.
"Brother Dugu, long time no see." Thousand Flowing Kill obviously recognized Dugu Ni. He smiled faintly and showed goodwill.
"Thousand Flowing Kill, I am of the same generation as your father, Qian Chenyu. When you see me, you should call me uncle." Dugu Ni smiled sinisterly and taunted.
"Dugu Ni, you …" A simple sentence immediately provoked Thousand Flowing Kill's anger and rendered him speechless.
Actually, Dugu Ni was not wrong. When he was in the Heaven Domain, he did work together with Qian Chenyu. It was not wrong to say that he was Thousand Flowing Kill's elder.
But at this moment, he said it in front of so many people. This was an insult to the Thousand Flow Killer.
"Thousand Flowing Kill, you came to the Divine Domain a hundred years earlier than me and only have the strength of a mid-stage Lowgod. Your talent is indeed not ordinary trash." Dugu Ni looked at Thousand Flowing Kill Cold and said in a deep voice, "I just don't understand why Xue Lingtian would let a piece of trash enter the Divine Domain."
"Dugu Ni, you're courting death!" Thousand Flowing Kill's shrewdness was on a completely different level from Dugu Ni's. He was completely enraged. With a deep roar, he stomped on the ground and dashed forward.
"Trash, living is also a waste!" Dugu Ni smiled coldly. His eyes were Cold, looking down on everything.
He even dared to kill his own teacher. Why would he care about Thousand Flowing Kill?
"Die!" The corner of Dugu Ni's mouth twitched a little. After which, the Void Devil Hundred Forms made his move. A ball of black sword light whizzed out, directly enveloping the Thousand Flowing Killer. The Void Devil Sword Will released a terrifying devouring power, and the Thousand Flowing Killer didn't even have time to scream. Not even his bones remained.
"This …" The crowd couldn't help but tremble when they saw this scene. They didn't expect Dugu Ni to be so ruthless. He was so ruthless even against a martial artist from the same Plane of Existence.
In such a huge Divine Domain, martial artists from the same Plane of Existence would usually be very friendly.
However, Dugu Ni only had a murderous nature. He didn't care about anything else.
"Thousand Flowing Kill!" At this moment, a furious roar was heard. Xue Wushuang's figure appeared in the sky. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Dugu Ni.
He and Thousand Flowing Kill grew up together and came to the Divine Domain together. Although they weren't brothers, they were closer than brothers.
He regarded Thousand Flowing Kill as his younger brother. How could he not be angry when he saw his younger brother being slaughtered?
"Xue Wushuang." Dugu Ni suddenly raised his head, looked at Xue Wushuang and said Cold. Then, he moved and grabbed the Godhead of Thousand Flowing Kill. A gust of Demonic Void Qi gushed out from his palm.
"Ah!" The next moment, a miserable scream came from the Godhead. Then, the Godhead completely dimmed.
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