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Chapter 2172

Words:1855Update:22/06/17 21:41:15

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"So soon?" Nie Tian looked at the black-clothed figures in front of him without any fear. Instead, he had a mocking look on his face.

There was no doubt that these black-clothed men were his pursuers!

Nie Tian was not surprised by the appearance of these black-clothed men.

He could guess that the entire Dark Night City had been surrounded when this game of hunting and killing started.

No matter which direction he tried to leave in, he would be discovered and stopped.

However, he believed that these black-clothed assassins weren't too strong.

After all, he had left Darknight City without stopping. The other party didn't have much time to prepare, so it was impossible for them to mobilize too many powerful warriors.

"Very good, they really followed the rules of the game." Nie Tian looked at the black-clothed warriors in front of him and scanned them with his divine sense. He smiled faintly.

Most of these black-clothed warriors were mid-stage Paramount Gods. Only a few were late-stage Paramount Gods.

No peak Paramount God showed up. This undoubtedly meant that the person hiding in the shadows had accepted the mysterious man's game and was pursuing Nie Tian according to the rules of the game.

Considering Nie Tian's current strength, he was strong enough to deal with some of the weaker peak Paramount Gods.

As for late-stage Paramount Gods, unless they were monstrous geniuses like Yin Xiyue, who could pose a threat to him, he didn't care about ordinary late-stage Paramount Gods.

"Nie Tian, the game has just started. The other party isn't prepared. Don't waste time on these small fries. Just shake them off." Fat Cat reminded Nie Tian.

"I know." Nie Tian nodded with a smile. He didn't want to waste time anyway.

"Kid, your path has come to an end!" At this time, the black-clothed warriors came to Nie Tian's side. One of them smiled coldly and said with a gloomy look in his eyes.

Clearly, they didn't know who Nie Tian was, so they didn't know Nie Tian's strength at all.

They were probably still thinking, 'Is there a need to mobilize so many Overgod fighters for a mere peak Overgod trash?'

"Do you think a group of small fries like you can stop me?" Nie Tian smiled faintly. Starlight Heaven Slash appeared in his hand. His eyes were cold and cold.

"Even a piece of trash with the strength of a Lord dares to be so arrogant?" One of the black-robed cultivators seemed eager to gain some merit. He roared angrily and moved, sending a punch straight at Nie Tian.

"Courting death!" The corner of Nie Tian's mouth twitched. He didn't even look at that person and directly stabbed out with his sword. The sharp sword intent turned into a terrifying sword shadow and whistled out.

"Bang!" The sword image was very sharp. After a dull sound, that black-clad cultivator flew back before he could figure out what was going on. His figure exploded in the air, turning into a scarlet light and disappearing.

"This …" When the other black-clad cultivators saw this, their eyes trembled violently. They couldn't believe their eyes.

A peak Overgod had killed a mid Overgod with a casual swing of his sword. Was that even possible?

"Are you doubting your life now? I haven't even started yet, "Nie Tian looked at the stunned black-clad cultivators and smiled Cold, a murderous look in his eyes.

He was currently a peak Overgod, and his Way of the Sword had reached the elementary level of Sword and Martial Arts as One.

Even without using a forbidden skill, he could easily deal with mid Overgods. Even the weaker late Overgods wouldn't be able to withstand a single strike of his sword.

At this moment, one of the black-clad cultivators finally reacted and shouted a warning to his companions, "There's something strange about this brat's strength. Everyone, be careful!"

The other black-clad cultivators were shocked. They hesitated, not daring to make a move.

"Since you don't dare to make a move, I'll be leaving." Nie Tian smiled faintly. He really didn't want to waste any more time. The wings on his back shook, and his body moved like a sword as he sped away.

"A bunch of trash! Stop him!" one of the black-clad cultivators roared when he saw this. His figure moved, and he charged at Nie Tian.

"Do you want to die?" When Nie Tian sensed a violent aura behind him, he suddenly slowed down. When the person behind him was very close to him, he abruptly turned around. His eyes suddenly trembled as a frightening psychic pressure appeared and instantly enveloped the person behind him.

The black-clad cultivator was only a few meters away from Nie Tian. Caught off guard, his mind trembled, and then his expression turned sluggish. He immediately lost control of his body and fell straight down.

When the others saw this, they had no idea what was going on. They could only watch as their companion fell to his death.

"What … what's going on?" When the group of black-clad cultivators saw Nie Tian kill someone with a glare, they were extremely horrified. Their backs were covered in cold sweat.

This time, no one dared to chase after Nie Tian. They could only watch him leave.

Nie Tian moved like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he had already flown tens of thousands of meters away.

Following that, he continued flying for a while. After confirming that there was no one following him, he slowly slowed down.

After shaking off these people, Nie Tian thought that he could relax. At the very least, he would be much calmer for the rest of the journey.

He had already seen the map earlier. The Burial Cloud Mountain Range was close to fifty thousand kilometers away from Darknight City.

The Forsaken Land was constructed from fragments of the Holy World. Spacetime was extremely stable, so there were no Spacetime Scrolls that could travel through spacetime.

If Nie Tian wanted to go to the Burial Cloud Mountain Range, he could only fly over slowly.

If he relied on his own strength to fly over, it would probably take him ten days.

Furthermore, he would have to fly day and night for these ten days. By the time he reached the Burial Cloud Mountain Range, he would probably be completely exhausted.

This stupid method was a waste of time and energy, but it was relatively safe.

Apart from this method, there was another method, which was to find a city and then ride a flying mount with other people to the Burial Cloud Mountain Range.

This method was very fast. If everything went smoothly, he could reach the Burial Cloud Mountain Range in a day or two.

However, if that was the case, Nie Tian would be with a lot of people. It would be very easy for his tracks to be exposed, so it would be even more dangerous.

After thinking for a very long time, Nie Tian made a decision. He would fly by himself first. If he could encounter a flying mount along the way, that would be for the best. If not, he would just fly over slowly.

He could afford to waste ten days.

For the next three days, Nie Tian flew by himself. He paid attention to maintaining his Martial Body, so he did not fly quickly.

Along the way, he encountered many flying mounts. However, they were not heading to the Burial Cloud Mountain Range.

At this moment, Nie Tian was flying at a moderate speed.

He was very calm. He was not in a hurry.

"Awoo!" At this moment, a sharp cry suddenly rang out high up in the sky. It seemed to be some sort of bird.

Nie Tian suddenly raised his head and saw a black shadow fly past. It was extremely fast, like a black bolt of lightning, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"What speed!" Nie Tian sighed in surprise. He looked back at the Astral Soul Wings on his back and could not help but laugh bitterly. He said in a self-deprecating manner, "Compared to that, my speed is like a snail."

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