"Boom!" On the arena, Nie Tian soared into the sky like a sharp sword. The impact caused the world to shake, and the surrounding time and space seemed to be forcibly torn apart.
When the crowd saw this scene, their eyes couldn't help but tremble violently.
"Nie Tian is clearly seriously injured, but he can still erupt with such sword intent. It's really terrifying!"
"He seems to have used some kind of terrifying bloodline power. Those nine shackles are used to stabilize his martial body because he can't bear the bloodline pressure."
"This guy is really desperate. For this battle, he doesn't care about anything."
"That's right. But even if he wins this battle, what will he use to fight against Zhu Xiyi next? "
The crowd said, and the shock in their eyes became even more intense.
This battle had already reached this point, and no matter who won or lost, it was impossible to retreat unscathed.
Everyone could see that even the final winner between the two of them would only be able to win a pyrrhic victory. To kill one thousand enemies, one had to suffer eight hundred casualties.
And that winner still had to fight against Zhu Xiyi next. How could he fight?
Imperceptibly, the biggest beneficiary of this battle had become Zhu Xiyi.
But at this time, Nie Tian and Zu Wan obviously couldn't care too much. It was better to win the battle in front of them first.
"Buzz!" In the sky above the arena, the sound of a sword was shocking. The sword intent surged like a raging tide, enveloping the surrounding void. The power of the world suddenly tightened as if it was about to collapse.
"Come on!" Zu Wan felt the pressure of the sword intent, and his eyes were wild with excitement. With a low roar, the demonic spear in his hand swept through the air. A spear shadow appeared, and the moment it appeared, it was like a giant dragon, stirring up the surrounding space.
"Boom!" In the next moment, the spear and sword collided, and the world shook. The surging waves of air blasted out, and the two felt as if they were in a roaring sea.
Nie Tian's figure trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.
On the other side, Zu Wan's figure only swayed a little, but a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
In this battle, Zu Wan was injured for the first time!
"That guy is injured!" Everyone's eyes trembled, and they couldn't help but exclaim.
From the beginning of the battle, Zu Wan had the absolute advantage, while Nie Tian had been suppressed.
Imperceptibly, everyone hoped to see the moment when they counterattacked.
Now that Nie Tian had injured Zu Wan with a single sword strike, everyone could not help but become excited.
"Very good!" Zu Wan's eyes were extremely gloomy, and a dark aura slowly surged around him. He roared like a wild beast and took a step forward. The ghost dragon in his hand shook, and rays of black light appeared, condensing into the image of a black dragon that coiled around the ghost dragon.
"Hmm?" Nie Tian steadied himself and immediately felt that the aura on the ghost dragon had become even more terrifying. The evil might was even stronger than before.
It was as if there really was a Ghost Dragon hidden within Zu Wan's Devil Spear Ghost Dragon.
"Nie Tian, you have not disgraced the name of the Star Sky Saint by holding on until now." Zu Wan's dragon spear swept across the sky, and his entire body was filled with killing intent. "But unfortunately, you cannot defeat me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding space was suddenly enveloped by a deathly ghost aura. Under the influence of this ghost aura, the surrounding space showed a state of solidification, becoming as hard as steel.
Nie Tian's expression flickered as he sensed a powerful pressure coming from the surrounding space. It was as if a giant invisible hand was firmly restraining him.
"Nie Tian, it's all over. Die!" At that moment, Zu Wan said in a low voice. His figure moved, and he took a step forward. Where the tip of his spear pointed, the image of a ghost dragon appeared. The surging aura seemed to be able to destroy everything, and it pressed down on Nie Tian.
Nie Tian's eyes suddenly narrowed. In the darkness, the power of his eyes surged, and he once again tried to break through the Martial Body. Suddenly, his body released a powerful aura, forcibly breaking through the void.
"Crack! Crack! Crack! "In the next instant, the space around them began to crumble. The sealed space was broken in an instant.
"Seventh limit, Yin Yang Reversal!" Following which, Nie Tian's sword pierced through the air, directly piercing towards the sky. Sword shadows whistled through the air, shaking the heavens.
"Bang!" The two forces collided, causing the void to tremble as the two silhouettes simultaneously retreated.
A pair of Astral Soul Wings appeared behind Nie Tian's back. Only with a flap of his wings did he manage to stabilize himself.
He turned and glanced back. If he retreated a few more meters, he would be out of the arena.
On the other side, although Zu Wan managed to stabilize himself, the bloodstains at the corner of his lips were even more obvious. Evidently, his injuries had worsened.
Nie Tian looked at Zu Wan from afar, his eyes trembling slightly. At this moment, he had a strong feeling that his body was being torn apart. If it weren't for the nine shackles of the Dao of the Heavens holding him in place, he would have already been ripped to shreds.
He used the power of his eyes to break through to the Martial Body, pushing his Fiendgod Physique to its limits, allowing his strength to rise to the next level.
But even so, he still couldn't withstand Zu Wan's terrifying ghost aura.
Especially the devil spear in Zu Wan's hands. It seemed to contain an endless amount of ghost aura, it was extremely bizarre.
"Nie Tian, you've already done your best. Let's stop here." Up in the air, Zu Wan's eyes flickered with a cold light. The ghost spear in his hands emitted a bizarre aura.
"Is that so?" Nie Tian coldly laughed. After which, his silhouette moved. His longsword pierced through the air, causing numerous gigantic sword shadows to appear outside the arena.
"The same sword technique can defeat Xiu Wanjie, but it can't defeat me!" Zu Wan's eyes darkened as he coldly laughed.
How could he not see that Nie Tian wanted to use Qiankun Transformation to repeat the same trick?
Previously, when Nie Tian fought against Xiu Wanjie, the latter was defeated by Qiankun Transformation.
Zu Wan had personally witnessed that battle, how could he allow Nie Tian to take advantage of him?
"Roar of the Dragon in Eight Directions!" In the next moment, Zu Wan growled. His silhouette soared into the sky and stabbed out with his spear. Suddenly, eight ghost dragon shadows appeared and swept in all directions.
Before Nie Tian could react, eight of the nine sword shadows collapsed in an instant. He was also severely injured. His body trembled and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Nie Tian, this is the last move. I'll let you see my true strength, Primordial Ghost Energy!" At this moment, Zu Wan said in a deep voice. Then, he put away the devil spear and ghost dragon and released an unprecedented ghost aura.
"Primordial Ghost Energy?" Nie Tian's expression changed slightly. He felt that the ghost aura on Zu Wan's body had increased several times in an instant.
How was this possible?
How much power was hidden in Zu Wan's body?
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