With a movement, Nie Tian directly stepped onto a stone pillar in the second training ground and waited for his opponent to appear.
Very soon, his opponent landed. It was a swordsman in azure robes. He was not very powerful, only a peak Overgod who had reached a state of selflessness.
An opponent like that just happened to be what Nie Tian needed. He did not need to use his three forbidden techniques to deal with him easily.
"I am Yue Chong of the Wind Mountain Sword sect. Please enlighten me, sir Nie Tian," Yue Chong clasped his hands. He seemed extremely polite.
Nie Tian smiled faintly. He cut right to the chase and said, "Go ahead."
"Pardon me." With these words, Yue Chong leaped high into the air, a long sword appearing in his hand. As he thrust it forward, a stream of sword intent whizzed out. In the next moment, eight sword projections appeared in the air and slammed down towards Nie Tian from eight different directions.
Nie Tian raised an eyebrow and stabbed out as well. Eight blurs appeared in the air as well.
"Boom!" In the next moment, the sixteen blurs collided, and a great rumble rang out in the air. Sword intent surged out like waves, wreaking havoc in the surroundings.
Yue Chong staggered backwards from the waves of sword intent, but Nie Tian was the complete opposite. He directly charged through the waves of sword intent, and wherever his sword passed by, the sword intent would be sharp and murderous.
"You've lost." Nie Tian swept out with his sword, and a blur whistled past Yue Chong's head. If it had descended another half a meter, Yue Chong would definitely have died on the spot.
Yue Chong stabilised himself. His forehead was covered in sweat, and he was still shaken. He clasped his hands in a hurry and said, "Thank you for showing mercy, sir Nie Tian."
"There are no grievances between us. I have no reason to kill you," Nie Tian smiled faintly. Afterwards, he directly left with a flash.
Yue Chong wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. He was shocked. He had no idea how he had lost.
Nie Tian was clearly an entire cultivation realm lower than him, but his Martial Body was far more powerful. His cultivation in the Laws of the Sword was the same as his, but his sword intent was far more powerful. It was just too strange.
Nie Tian easily won the second round, and then began to observe the battles between the other swordsmen.
Right now, there were two swordsmen worthy of his attention. One was Xuanyuan Yuncong, and the other was Windfire and Ice.
Although Xuanyuan Yuncong had suffered a crushing defeat to Nie Tian during the sword stone test, his strength could not be underestimated. He was indeed a formidable opponent.
As for Windfire and Ice, there was no need to mention them. They were currently the strongest, and even Nie Tian couldn't deny this.
Nie Tian could only hope that he wouldn't run into the Wind-Fire Ice Great Ice Great Ice Great Ice Great Ice Great Ice Great Ice Great Ice Great Ice Great Heart.
Nie Tian vaguely felt that there would be more experts in the upcoming Evil Edge Sword Duel.
"Nie Tian, take a good look at the person wearing the grimace mask." At this time, Fat Cat's voice suddenly sounded, reminding Nie Tian.
Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he looked at the Fourth Sword Field, only to see a swordsman wearing a grimace mask standing on a stone pillar.
This swordsman wore a green grimace mask on his face, and his aura was restrained. His eyes were extremely cold, and no emotions could be seen at all.
"Killer!" Nie Tian only needed to look at the eyes of this ghost-faced swordsman to immediately determine that this person was definitely a killer, and a top-notch one at that.
The cold and emotionless eyes seemed to despise life. Only an assassin could have such eyes.
Moreover, the ghost-faced swordsman controlled his murderous intent perfectly, and his murderous aura was not exposed. Only a top-notch killer could do this.
However, other than that, Nie Tian couldn't feel anything unusual about this ghost-faced swordsman, and he didn't understand what Fat Cat wanted him to see.
"Don't be anxious, watch carefully." Fat Cat stared at the ghost-faced swordsman, and said in a deep voice, his voice was a little nervous.
When Nie Tian saw Fat Cat's reaction, he couldn't help but be more cautious. Activating his holographic god designs, he sent them out toward the sword field.
The fact that Fat Cat took this ghost-faced swordsman so seriously indicated that there was something special about him.
At this point, the ghost-faced swordsman's opponent appeared. He was an early Paramount God, and had reached the level of selflessness.
"What are you trying to do with a mask?" The swordsman didn't seem to care about the ghost-faced swordsman at all. With a Cold Voice, he surged with sword energy, sending out a wave of killing intent that completely enveloped the ghost-faced swordsman.
Seeing this scene, Nie Tian's eyes slightly trembled, but the ghost-faced swordsman stood there like a block of wood, not moving at all.
'What's he doing?' Nie Tian thought, frowning.
Not even he would dare to be careless when facing an early Paramount God, but this ghost-faced swordsman seemed to be completely ignoring him.
"Watch out! Your sword will is stirring!" Right at this moment, Little Fat Cat suddenly let out a strange cry. Its voice was a little sharp, obviously shocked to the core.
Nie Tian was taken aback for a moment. He activated his holographic divine patterns and discovered that the ghost-faced swordsman was exuding a very strange sword intent. The aura of this sword intent was very strange. It seemed to have no killing power, but it made people feel a sense of pressure that made them shudder.
"What's that guy doing? Does he have a death wish? "Everyone's attention was drawn to the fight, and many people began to cry out in alarm.
"I'm going to kill you, you filthy brat!" Howling in rage, the swordsman retracted his sword will and raised his sword high into the air.
However, in that very moment, something very bizarre happened.
The swordsman stopped in place for a moment, then suddenly, his sword will erupted with a berserk power. Then, he retracted his sword and pushed forward.
All of a sudden, a muffled boom rang out, and a flash of blood-colored light filled the air.
The swordsman had been crushed by his own sword will to the point of self-detonation!
"This …" The tragic and bloody scene caused everyone to suck in a breath of cold air. They looked at the scene in the sky in horror, completely unable to believe their eyes.
It was possible for sword will to go out of control and self-detonate, but only low-level swordsmen or those who experienced cultivation deviation.
This swordsman was an early Paramount God who had reached the level of selflessness with the sword. There was no way he would lose control of his sword will.
And yet, in front of so many people, he had been crushed by his own sword will to the point of self-detonation. It was a very bizarre scene.
The scene fell into a deathly silence. Everyone stared at the ghost-faced swordsman as if they were looking at a terrifying monster.
Even the most foolish of people would realize that this swordsman had done something to cause his opponent to self-detonate.
However, no one could say for sure what exactly he had done.
Nie Tian stared blankly for a few seconds before the dull look in his eyes faded away. He was still shocked.
"Nie Tian, did you see clearly how this guy killed them?" At this time, Little Fat Cat's voice rang out, it was also surprised.
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