Nie Tian's face darkened when he saw this.
These black-clothed martial artists were obviously from the Blood Soul Sect. Judging from their aura, they were all Tianyi Great Saints.
"Blood Soul Guards!" When everyone saw the group of black-clothed cultivators, their eyes widened in shock as they exclaimed in unison.
Who would have thought that what happened here would alarm the Blood Soul Guards!
In the entire Underworld, the name of the Blood Soul Guard was extremely resounding and famous.
Anything that could alarm the Blood Soul Guards was a very big matter.
The battle between Nie Tian and Dongfang Ting actually attracted the Blood Soul Guards. This was something that no one had expected.
"The Blood Soul Guards are here!" At this time, Dongfang Ting suddenly reacted and exclaimed in surprise. His eyes were filled with undisguised excitement as he stared at Nie Tian and said, "Brat, you're dead!"
Nie Tian frowned and did not look good.
Boom! After that, an enormous aura pressed down violently, causing the sky to tremble. A few dozen Bloodsoul Guards descended with powerful auras, and they were like a chain of mountains that stood towering in the sky.
Nie Tian immediately felt a strong pressure. His expression changed slightly as he looked at the Blood Soul Guards. He was quite surprised.
These Blood Soul Guards were very strong. The weakest was a fifth-level Tianyi Great Saint, and there were many ninth-level Tianyi Great Saints.
Such strength was already a peak expert in an ordinary intermediate-level Sacred World.
The Blood Soul Sect was indeed powerful. No wonder they could rule the entire Underworld.
"What happened here?" At this time, a figure stepped out from the void. A deep voice sounded like thunder, and everyone's eardrums were about to explode.
Nie Tian's eyes narrowed. The person who spoke was a middle-aged martial artist. He was burly and had a cold face. His eyes were deep like water, and they seemed to hide endless vicissitudes.
Although the middle-aged man was concealing his aura, his aura was as vast as the sea. He was much stronger than Cang Nanyu, Yan Zun and the others. He was even comparable to experts like the Black Emperor and the Three Yin Great Monarch.
Nie Tian's Divine Sense swept over the middle-aged man's body, but he could not perceive the latter's true cultivation.
He speculated that this person should be a Heavenly Tribulation Holy King powerhouse, or even stronger!
"It's him!" When Dongfang Ting saw the middle-aged man, his eyes couldn't help but tremble. His expression changed and his heart sank.
He had not expected that the person who would appear at this moment would be the Discipline Hall Master of the Blood Soul Sect, Sima Xiu!
Everyone in the Blood Soul Sect knew that Sima Xiu was an iron-faced tiger who did not give face to anyone. He did everything according to the sect's rules.
In the Blood Soul Sect, Sima Xiu had a nickname, Iron Sima!
Dongfang Ting really didn't expect that his battle with Nie Tian would actually alarm the Discipline Hall's Hall Master, Sima Xiu.
Logically speaking, for such a small matter, any Disciplinary Hall Captain would be enough. It shouldn't attract Sima Xiu's attention.
"Hall Master Sima, this brat is causing trouble here. He even injured me and Big Brother Dongfang." At this moment, Sang Hui stood up and pointed at Nie Tian.
At this moment, he was in a sorry state, and his face was pale. Fortunately, he had clothes on.
"He injured the two of you?" Sima Xiu's eyes darkened slightly. He first stared at Nie Tian for a long time, as if he was looking for something. His eyes seemed a little strange. Then, he locked onto Dongfang Ting and said Cold, "The great Young Master Dongfang would also be beaten up?"
Dongfang Ting's expression was ugly. He forced himself to put on his clothes. His eyes trembled, but he did not say anything.
"Hall Master Sima, you saw it. The two of us were indeed injured by this brat, and Big Brother Dongfang's injuries are very serious." Sang Hui spoke again. "This brat beat me and Big Brother Dongfang like this in front of so many people. This is simply a slap to the Blood Soul Sect's face!"
"Is that so?" Sima Xiu's eyes turned and stared at Sang Hui like a pair of Cold Blades. He said coldly, "I want to know why an outsider like him would beat the two of you. As for the two of you, one is a Heavenly Mandate Ninth Level Saint Master, and the other is a Heavenly Righteousness First Level Saint Master. Why were you beaten up like this by a Heavenly Charm Eighth Level Saint Disciple? "
"This …" Sang Hui was stunned. His face alternated between red and green, and he was momentarily speechless.
His and Dongfang Ting's cultivation was indeed far higher than Nie Tian's, but their battle prowess was much weaker than Nie Tian's.
"Sima Xiu, you saw it. The two of us were beaten up by this person. Are you going to pretend that you didn't see it and watch from the sidelines?" At this moment, Dongfang Ting had recovered slightly. His eyes were incomparably vicious as he growled at Sima Xiu.
He was using the fact that he was the Vice Hall Master's son to call Sima Xiu by his name.
"Hmm?" Sima Xiu's expression darkened. His eyes revealed a cold glint as he looked at Dongfang Ting. Suddenly, a terrifying aura swept through the air and pressed down on Dongfang Ting's body, making it hard for him to breathe.
"I …" Dongfang Ting felt his entire body being enveloped by an invisible force. His originally pale face turned red, and his entire body felt like it was about to explode.
"Is my name something you can call out?" Sima Xiu's expression was gloomy as he spoke in a Cold tone. His entire body emitted a domineering aura.
In the entire Blood Soul Sect, apart from Blood Soul Laozu, no one dared to call Sima Xiu by his name.
Even Dongfang Ting's father had to respectfully call him Hall Master Sima.
Everyone's eyes trembled as they saw this, and their hearts were filled with doubt.
Who would have thought that after Sima Xiu arrived, he would not care about Nie Tian at all, and would instead target Dongfang Ting and Sang Hui.
"Hall Master Sima, Brother Dongfang was anxious and said the wrong thing. Please show mercy." Sang Hui was afraid that something would happen to Dongfang Ting, so he hurriedly shouted.
With Sima Xiu's personality, he could really kill Dongfang Ting in a fit of rage.
"Dongfang Ting, if it wasn't for your father, I would have killed you long ago." Sima Xiu sneered, and the force he exerted on Dongfang Ting's body disappeared.
"Thank, thank you, Hall Master Sima." Dongfang Ting relaxed and immediately lowered his head to Sima Xiu, no longer daring to be arrogant.
"Hmph!" Sima Xiu coldly harrumphed, and his gaze landed on Nie Tian. His eyes flickered strangely, and he asked in a deep voice: "What's your name?"
"Nie Tian." Nie Tian frowned and calmly replied.
He was very confused as to why Sima Xiu did not ask him what had happened, but instead asked for his name.
"Nie Tian." Sima Xiu said in a low voice, and his gaze toward Nie Tian became even more strange, as if he was thinking about something.
Nie Tian's face was filled with confusion. He did not know what Sima Xiu was thinking, so he could only stand aside and watch.
"What happened just now will end here. Before the Path of the Blood Soul begins, I do not wish to see any more accidents!" After a while, Sima Xiu finally spoke in a loud voice.
His words caused everyone to be stunned. Everyone had strange expressions on their faces, as if they had heard wrong.
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