The scene of Nie Tian cutting off Ling Hanyang's arm made the scene fall into dead silence.
Only after a dozen seconds did the crowd snap back to their senses and stare at Nie Tian in shock.
Before, they thought that Nie Tian was courting death.
But now, they understood how terrifying Nie Tian was.
"He's Nie Tian! The Seven Elements Sword Formation was built for him. He's the one who will break the Sacred Heaven Sword Seal! "At this time, someone recognized Nie Tian's identity and shouted in surprise.
"It turns out that he's Nie Tian. No wonder he's so terrifying."
"He's worthy of being the swordsman favored by the leader. It seems that there's hope for our Sacred Heaven Sword League to open the Sacred Heaven Sword Seal."
"What do you mean there's hope? I guess Lord Nie Tian can definitely open the Sacred Heaven Sword Seal! "
The crowd immediately chimed in, their eyes filled with undisguised fear and awe as they looked at Nie Tian.
Facing the change in the crowd's attitude, Nie Tian didn't care at all.
After being ridiculed and flattered countless times, he no longer cared about the opinions of unrelated people.
You can flatter me or despise me.
I, Nie Tian, am still Nie Tian, and nothing will change.
"How is it possible? How can you be so strong? " At this time, Ling Hanyang came out of the huge shock and looked at Nie Tian in horror, his voice trembling slightly.
"Looking down on a person you don't know is your biggest stupidity!" Nie Tian sneered, his eyes sweeping over Ling Hanyang with a contemptuous look on his face.
In fact, Ling Hanyang was very strong.
If it was a head-on confrontation, Nie Tian might not be his opponent.
However, he had been too careless. He had thought that he would be able to kill Nie Tian with a flashy move.
Who knew that Nie Tian saw the loophole in his move and seized the opportunity to give him a heavy blow.
One of Ling Hanyang's arms had been cut off. Although his life was not in danger, his combat strength had been greatly reduced because of this.
If he wanted to continue fighting with Nie Tian, then he would be courting death.
Ling Hanyang looked angrily at Nie Tian, extremely unwilling.
But at this moment, he really did not have the strength to fight.
"Jun Aoqing, let's go." Nie Tian did not want to waste any more time, his figure came to Jun Aoqing's side, ready to leave.
Jun Aoqing's small face was almost numb from the shock. She finally reacted and looked at Nie Tian with an excited smile and said, "Nie Tian, you are really strong!"
Nie Tian smiled faintly and did not say anything.
"Brat, Jun Aoqing is my second brother's woman, do you dare to touch her?" But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.
Immediately, a burly figure appeared, directly blocking Nie Tian and Jun Aoqing's way.
Nie Tian frowned and raised his head to look at the person in front of him.
This figure was very burly, a full two and a half meters tall. An ordinary person standing next to him would look like a child.
The muscles all over his body bulged like steel, giving off a strong sense of power.
This person stood there like an iron tower, exuding a violent aura.
"Luo Yilong!" Jun Aoqing was suddenly stunned, her beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and she said in horror, "What do you want to do?"
When Nie Tian heard the name Luo Yilong, he immediately understood that the latter must be the young master of the Rakshasa Sword Sect.
He guessed right, Luo Yilong was Luo Tong's eldest son.
Luo Yilong, Luo Erhu, Luo Sanfeng. It had to be said that Luo Tong really had a way of naming his son.
"What do I want to do?" Luo Yilong sneered, his eyes fixed on Nie Tian, and said in a cold voice, "This brat hurt my two brothers, and still openly stands with you. Isn't this a slap to my face? "
"Luo Yilong, what nonsense are you talking about?" Jun Aoqing's little face turned red, and she rebuked, "What does it have to do with you who I'm with?"
"Of course it has something to do with me!" Luo Yilong sneered and said in a loud voice, "Everyone in the Sacred Heaven Sword League knows that you, Jun Aoqing, are the woman that my second brother, Luo Erhu, fancies.
"Jun Aoqing, you are destined to be a member of my Luo Clan in this lifetime.
"This brat being with you is a slap to my Luo Clan's face!"
Luo Yilong's voice was like a great bell, exploding in the air like thunder. Everyone present heard his words clearly.
"Luo Yilong, you're bullshitting!" Jun Aoqing's pretty face was red to the ears, and she was so angry that she was about to curse.
Luo Yilong, however, was not angry. Instead, he chuckled and said, "Jun Aoqing, my second brother is infatuated with you. What's wrong with you marrying him?
"Your Sacred Heaven Sword Sect has long declined. In the future, the Sacred Heaven Sword League will change its name to the Rakshasa Sword League sooner or later.
"As long as you marry my second brother, the Rakshasa Sword League will still have a place for your Sacred Heaven Sword Sect in the future. Isn't that great?"
At the end of his words, Luo Yilong actually laughed arrogantly. He was extremely arrogant.
When everyone heard Luo Yilong's words, they couldn't help but tense up.
No one thought that Luo Yilong would actually dare to say such words in front of so many people.
He even directly mentioned the Rakshasa Sword League. Wasn't this clearly showing that he was rebelling?
It seemed that Jun Chujian had been too lenient to the six major sword sects all these years. His subordinates had long lost their patience and wanted to replace him as the Sword League's leader.
Only Luo Yilong could say that the Sacred Heaven Sword League would change its name to the Rakshasa Sword League.
"Luo Yilong, you're shameless!" After all, Jun Aoqing was just a little girl who had not experienced the affairs of the world. In the face of this situation, she could only scold him with a flushed face.
"Jun Aoqing, as long as you can marry my second brother, as the big brother, I don't mind being a little shameless." Luo Yilong chuckled, his attitude extremely domineering.
Jun Aoqing still wanted to say something, but she was stopped by Nie Tian.
"Jun Aoqing, don't speak. Just watch quietly from the side." Nie Tian smiled faintly and said to Jun Aoqing, "Leave this idiot to me."
"Kid, who are you calling an idiot?" Luo Yilong's face darkened when he heard Nie Tian's words, and he roared.
Nie Tian looked up at Luo Yilong and said indifferently, "Luo Yilong, I think you're not only an idiot, but also an idiot with a fart mouth!"
"Seems like I was right. The fart mouth is the bloodline power of your Luo Family. It's passed down from father to son, and even brothers have it."
"Your second and third brothers have a fart mouth, and your father also has a fart mouth."
"And you're the same as them. You also have a fart mouth, and you like to fart!"
The crowd was stunned for a moment when these words came out, and then they burst into laughter.
Nie Tian's scolding was too delightful!
The Rakshasa Sword Sect's swordsmen liked to bully others, and the other sword sects all suffered from it.
But the majority of the sword sects only dared to be angry, but did not dare to say anything. After all, the Rakshasa Sword Sect was strong.
Today, Nie Tian's scolding of the Luo Family's father and son made everyone feel comfortable.
"Stinking brat, are you looking to die?" Luo Yilong's eyes were bloodshot from Nie Tian's scolding. He looked like an angry toad, and his whole body seemed like it was about to explode.
His whole body's aura crazily rose, and a violent sword intent filled the air. It was as if even his iron tower body had become a little bigger.
Nie Tian had insulted him in front of everyone, and even the Rakshasa Sect's sect master. How could Luo Yilong endure this!
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