Nie Tian's figure turned into a ray of light as he stepped onto the auction stage.
"Ni Jianming!" When he saw Ni Jianming's entire body dripping with blood, his pupils couldn't help but constrict abruptly as he roared.
"Nie … Tian." A familiar voice rang in Ni Jianming's ears, causing his bloody body to tremble involuntarily. Then, he used up all his strength to lift his head and see a familiar face. He called out the other party's name with difficulty.
"It's alright, I will get you out of here." Nie Tian's eyes turned cold as he said in a heavy tone, his eyes filled with extreme determination.
Ni Jianming nodded and immediately fainted.
Seven streams of the Force of Blood Calamity was his limit. If there was an eighth stream of the Force of Blood Calamity, he would definitely die on the spot.
Under the stimulation of the Force of Blood Calamity, the power of his Blood Meridians would become incomparably violent. Not only would it not affect the refining of Blood Meridians Pills, it would also make the pills more effective.
Because of this, the people of the auction house did not mind the Blood Meridians Slaves dying under the Force of Blood Calamity.
"Where did this little bastard come from? You're courting death!" At that moment, the black-robed cultivator who had used the Force of Blood Calamity reacted and roared. Then, he took a step forward and threw a punch at Nie Tian.
There was a special prohibition on the auction stage. Even the black-robed cultivator was completely suppressed and could only use the power of his Martial Body.
Nie Tian's expression darkened as he sensed the terrifying killing intent in the air.
However, he did not panic. Instead, his eyes darkened and his body moved slightly to the side as he threw a punch.
"Bang!" In the next second, the two fists collided with each other and a muffled sound was heard. It was as if metal had collided with stone.
Immediately, Nie Tian's figure retreated a few meters back. He only managed to stabilize his body by relying on the terrifying strength from his legs.
However, when he looked at his arm again, his clenched fist was already a bloody mess. One could even see the ghastly white bones. The bones in his arm were all broken, and even half of his body seemed to have lost feeling.
It was unknown how much stronger the black-clothed cultivator was than Nie Tian. Even if it was a clash of Martial Bodies, the strength of his punch was not something that Nie Tian could withstand.
"Hmm?" The black-robed cultivator heavily injured Nie Tian with one punch. His eyes were not filled with joy but shock. He could not help but cry out.
He had never imagined that Nie Tian was still alive.
He was a Saint King of the Ninth Heaven's Calamity, an expert that was only one step away from the Tianjue Saint Emperor Plane. His opponent was just a Heavenly Mandate Saint Master. How could he withstand the power of his punch?
One had to know that even a Tianyi Ninth Heaven Great Sage would die on the spot with that punch.
But Nie Tian was only seriously injured, and it wasn't even fatal. How was this possible?
Could it be that the Martial Body of the Heavenly Mandate Saint Master in front of him was stronger than that of a Tianyi Ninth Heaven Great Sage?
At this time, the people in the various VIP suites also saw the shocking scene just now. Many people were stunned on the spot and were completely speechless.
A Divine Master of Heavenly Mandate had actually blocked the punch of a Divine King of Heavenly Tribulation. This was too unbelievable.
The gap of two whole realms was actually not that obvious to these two people.
"Nie Tian!" In a VIP suite, Yi Mo and the others were trembling in shock. They looked at Nie Tian in horror. Their nerves were tense and their hearts were in their throats.
Gu Ling Wuji was also stunned and could not react for a moment.
"Your punch is just so-so!" At this time, above the auction room, a low and arrogant voice sounded. Nie Tian looked at the black-clothed cultivator without fear. Instead, he mocked him.
"Bastard, you're courting death!" The black-clothed cultivator looked at Nie Tian and was completely enraged by the latter. He roared and stomped his feet fiercely. He punched out with both fists, intending to kill Nie Tian.
"Stop!" However, at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out, causing the black-clothed cultivator to freeze and come to a halt.
"Lord." The black-clothed cultivator turned to look at the steward in green and frowned. He was obviously very confused as to why the steward suddenly asked him to stop.
"Boy, do you know what you were doing just now?" The person who stopped the black-clothed cultivator was none other than the steward on the stage. At this time, the steward did not pay attention to the black-clothed cultivator. Instead, his eyes flashed with a sinister light as he asked with a playful look.
"I was saving my friend." Nie Tian looked at the steward and responded coldly.
"Hmph." The steward looked at Nie Tian and laughed strangely. He said, "Boy, let me tell you something. In the history of Haoyun Auction House, no Blood Calamity Martial Slave has ever walked out of Haoyun Auction House alive. Do you think you can save the Rebel Dragon Body with your strength? "
"If I can, I will. If I can't, I will!" Nie Tian said coldly. His eyes were cold and murderous.
"What a brave and loyal boy." The steward smiled Cold. Then, his expression suddenly changed. He said, "Since you care about your friend so much, then die with him."
"Do it!" After saying that, he looked at the black-clothed cultivator and spat out two words Cold.
"Okay." The black-clothed cultivator agreed. Then, a Cold light flashed in his eyes. He stared coldly at Nie Tian as if he wanted to eat him alive.
He hadn't been able to kill Nie Tian with the previous punch, so he was determined to kill Nie Tian with the next punch!
"Wait a minute!" However, at this moment, a vigorous voice sounded. Then, a figure appeared and landed on the auction house.
"An expert!" The steward's eyes darkened when he saw the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him.
When Nie Tian saw the old man, he felt slightly relieved, and the tense expression on his face eased a little.
Gu Ling Wuji finally came down!
"Steward, what happened just now was a misunderstanding. I apologize to your auction house. Please be merciful and let me take him away." Gu Ling Wuji's face darkened. After a long silence, he finally spoke. He bowed slightly to the steward and lowered his attitude.
At this moment, he just wanted to take Nie Tian away!
However, at this moment, dozens of black-clothed cultivators appeared above the auction house. Each of them had a powerful aura. They surrounded the auction house like dark clouds.
"Hmph." The steward glanced at the Haoyun Hidden Guards above his head and sneered. Then, he looked at Gu Ling Wuji and said, "Haoyun Auction House has been established for millions of years. This is the first time someone dares to cause trouble so openly. Do you think I can let you go just like this? "
"Steward, it was indeed a misunderstanding. I am good friends with Lord Du of your auction house. Please give me some face," Gu Ling Wuji looked at the arrogant steward in front of him. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice.
"Lord Du? Which Lord Du? "The green-clothed supervisor raised his eyebrows and asked coldly with a fake smile.
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