High up in the sky, Nie Tian trembled, unable to hide his shock. Looking at the black-clothed martial artist from afar, he felt that the latter was even more familiar. However, he couldn't remember where he had met this person before.
"Nie Tian, you will soon know who I am." The black-clothed martial artist could see through Nie Tian's thoughts. His lips twitched and he said, "I have been looking forward to fighting with you for a long time. Don't disappoint me."
Nie Tian's pupils shrank slightly as he sent a voice transmission to him. "Who the hell are you?"
"Hmph." The black-clothed martial artist sneered and said, "It won't be too late for you to know my identity the moment we stand on the arena."
With that, the black-clothed martial artist's figure flickered and he left.
Nie Tian looked at the black-clothed martial artist's figure and frowned deeply. After a long time, he muttered, "Who is this guy? His face is clearly unfamiliar, but his aura and eyes, why do they give me a very familiar feeling?"
"Nie Tian, no matter who this person is, he will be a great opponent for you on the Hidden Dragon Road!" At this time, Fat Cat warned Nie Tian.
It was obvious that the black-clothed martial artist had attracted Fat Cat's attention.
"Mm." Nie Tian nodded. He was also looking forward to the moment he faced the black-clothed martial artist on the arena.
The black-clothed martial artist had used a strange method to eliminate the Saintess of Heaven. This caused a great commotion in the crowd that took a long time to calm down.
At this time, many people felt that there was something wrong with this Hidden Dragon Struggle. Why did so many mysterious martial artists suddenly appear?
Following that, the battles continued.
Tang Shisan and Di Tianqi both easily won.
Soon, it was Nie Tian's turn to go on stage.
The eighth ranked martial artist had chosen him. He was not unfamiliar with this person. This was the genius of the Angel Clan, the tenth ranked powerhouse on the Hidden Sky Decree. Holy Light martial intent!
"I never thought that my opponent would actually be you." The moment he stood on the stage, Nie Tian could not help but let out a bitter laugh as he lightly said.
"Nie Tian, I know that your strength is very strange, and that your cultivation base is just a disguise. The Holy Light martial intent's eyes trembled. It grimly said, "But in this battle, I must win!"
Although he spoke resolutely, the worry in his voice could not be concealed.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was very afraid of Nie Tian.
However, because he was ranked eighth, he could only choose the eighth opponent, which meant that Nie Tian was the only one left.
He had no choice but to fight Nie Tian.
The Holy Light martial intent was a super talent of the Angel race. It wasn't easy for him to reach the top 16.
Among the top 16, the one he least wanted to face was Xiu Wanjie, followed by Nie Tian!
However, things didn't go according to his wishes. He just had to meet Nie Tian.
"Make your move." Nie Tian faintly smiled, no longer speaking.
The Holy Light martial intent's eyes darkened. The Righteous Method of the World appeared in his hands, and four pairs of Angel Wings unfurled from his back. Suddenly, a terrifying pressure appeared, like a tsunami crashing down, making one feel suffocated.
He was well aware of just how terrifying Nie Tian was. Thus, he had to go all out from the start!
"Kill!" The Holy Light martial intent roared and slashed out with his sword. A blazing sword intent gushed out, howling as if it could tear apart all.
Nie Tian's eyes narrowed. The Sky Sword in his hand slashed out. The sword intent was heaven-shaking, sweeping away everything.
Peng! In that instant, the two swords collided. There was a muffled explosion in the void, and endless sword waves surged outwards, roaring and roaring, impacting the surrounding void.
The two retreated, but the Holy Light martial intent was even more calm. Its eyes were cold, piercing into Nie Tian's body like a sharp blade.
"It looks like in a frontal confrontation, I'm still slightly inferior." Nie Tian said as he steadied himself.
With his current strength, he was still slightly inferior to the Holy Light martial intent.
After all, the Holy Light martial intent's martial arts cultivation and swordsmanship realm were above his own. It was normal for it to suppress him.
Bang! Bang! At this time, the Holy Light martial intent moved once more. Two massive sword shadows appeared, rumbling towards Lin Ming. The void tumbled endlessly, as if it were a dragon that could shake the heavens.
This terrifying aura caused Nie Tian's eyes to narrow. He could feel space and time in front of him being violently impacted, slowly compressing.
The Holy Light martial intent's sword intent was different from most other sword intents. It walked the path of a vigorous and forceful path, suppressing all.
"The sixth limit of the starry skies, Sun Extinguishing!" In that instant, Nie Tian's lips curved up in a smile. As he spoke, a sword shadow shot out, its swift and fierce aura leaving behind a dazzling sword trajectory in the void.
Peng! In the next moment, the two sword shadows collided. With an explosive sound, they both disintegrated.
Nie Tian and the Holy Light martial intent retreated once more. Between them, endless waves of air tumbled endlessly, like raging waves of wild beasts.
"These two fellows are too strong!" As everyone watched the fierce battle occurring on the martial stage, their eyes trembled, their hearts filled with shock.
In their eyes, Nie Tian and the Holy Light martial intent were evenly matched. It was impossible for either to defeat the other in a short period of time.
"I never thought that Nie Tian would make such progress!" Qing Qi's eyes trembled, his heart shaking.
With Nie Tian's current strength, he was actually able to face the Holy Light martial intent head-on without falling into a disadvantageous position. This was truly beyond his expectations.
"Nie Tian!" But on the other side, a pair of gloomy eyes glared at Nie Tian, as if they could spit out fire. This person was Xiu Wan Jie.
From the first moment that Xiu Wan Jie saw Nie Tian, he didn't like the latter at all. This wasn't just because Nie Tian had tried to stop him several times, but also because there was a hidden strength within Nie Tian's body that made him feel dread.
But before this, he had always thought that Nie Tian was only a clown. But as Nie Tian grew stronger and stronger, he began to panic.
At this moment, he had already regarded Nie Tian as a true opponent.
He even had a foreboding premonition that he would be defeated by Nie Tian.
A moment later, Nie Tian and the Holy Light martial intent had already exchanged dozens of sword strikes. The two were still evenly matched, unable to decide who was the better.
"Nie Tian, you actually used me to stabilize your swordsmanship!" But at this time, the Holy Light martial intent seemed to sense something. Its eyes were incomparably grim as it crazily roared.
"Did you just realize it? Isn't it a bit too late? "Nie Tian laughed, a playful expression on his face.
Indeed, he wasn't in a hurry. He was only using this battle as an opportunity to stabilize his swordsmanship.
When he had entered the Three Talent Mystic Realm, his swordsmanship had advanced by leaps and bounds; it was inevitable that it would be unstable.
But the Holy Light martial intent was a good opponent. He could use this chance to stabilize his swordsmanship.
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