Mo Yu made a killing move when True Ce Ruo Yu's Severing Blood Seal flared up. The situation was very critical.
If this blow hit, even if True Ce Ruo Yu did not die, he would still be crippled.
"Danger!" When the crowd saw this scene, their hearts tightened and they could not help but shout.
Although they did not know what happened to True Ce Ruo Yu, most people could see that it seemed that his old injuries had flared up, making it difficult for him to display his strength.
Nie Tian's face sank. He fiercely stepped on the ground and his figure soared into the sky.
True Ce Ruo Yu was Ruoyu Qianye's elder brother, and he was the key to Nie Tian finding the Rebirth Altar. He could not allow the latter to die.
On the battle stage, the Severing Blood Seal in True Ce Ruo Yu's body suddenly flared up. His whole body's spirit energy was imprisoned by the power of the seal, and he could not circulate it at all.
Mo Yu's fatal move fell, and in the air, a black flame snake came whistling. It opened its bloody mouth and flicked out its fiery tongue, as if it wanted to swallow everything.
True Ce Ruo Yu's pupils suddenly shrank. Even if his mind was tough, he still showed despair and fear at the moment of life and death.
He was not afraid of death, but he still had too many things to accomplish. He was unwilling to die at this time.
The hearts of the crowd jumped to their throats. Their eyes widened as they looked at the scene on the battle stage. Many people had already imagined the scene of True Ce Ruo Yu being swallowed by the flame snake.
At this critical moment, a sudden change occurred.
The moment the black flame snake attacked True Ce Ruo Yu's body, a shocking sword shadow descended from the void and tyrannically fell.
"Bang!" In a fierce collision, the sword shadow blocked the fatal blow of the flame snake, winning a moment of survival for True Ce Ruo Yu.
True Ce Ruo Yu stepped on the ground, and with only a trace of spirit energy left in his body, he directly jumped off the battle stage.
The next moment, all the eyes of the entire battle stage focused on the figure in the air. It was him who had saved True Ce Ruo Yu, and he was not someone else, but Nie Tian!
"It's Elder Nie Tian, is he crazy?" The crowd looked strangely at Nie Tian, astonished.
In order to save Ruo Yu, Nie Tian had directly interfered in the Martial Group competition. This was definitely a public provocation to the Meru Martial Group.
Provoking the Meru Martial Meeting was provoking the Four Great Families. The Patriarchs of the Four Great Families were all present, how could they let Nie Tian live?
Even if Nie Tian was a red-robed elder, he was the one who provoked them first. Even if the four Patriarchs joined hands to kill him, the Alchemist Guild would not be able to say anything.
More importantly, Nie Tian had already reached the finals of the Xumi Martial Meeting and was about to face off against Mo Yu. Intervening at this time was tantamount to ruining his qualification for the final battle of the Xumi Martial Meeting.
Now, the Sumeru Martial Meeting could directly deprive Nie Tian of the right to fight, and Mo Yu could easily become the champion of the Martial Meeting.
How could Nie Tian not think of what everyone was thinking? But Ruo Yu was very important to him, so he definitely could not die.
He could give up on the Xumi Martial Meeting Chief, and he could give up on the Yuan Qi Geographical Meridian Diagram, but Ruo Yu could not die.
At the scene of the Martial Meeting, there was a deathly silence for more than ten seconds. Everyone looked at Nie Tian, unable to speak for a long time.
"Nie Tian!" Suddenly, Mo Yu's vicious voice sounded, almost like a roar. His bloodshot eyes stared at Nie Tian, wishing he could peel off the latter's skin and pull out his tendons.
It was Nie Tian again, saving people from his hands at the most critical moment. This made the roar in Mo Yu's heart even more difficult to restrain.
Originally, he had already set it up. As long as he killed Ruo Yu, the audience would definitely burst into thunderous cheers.
Unfortunately, Nie Tian's tyrannical intervention not only saved Ruo Yu, but also attracted the attention of the audience.
Once again, Nie Tian had stolen the limelight that should have belonged to him, Mo Yu.
Nie Tian did not pay attention to Mo Yu at this moment. He looked up at the Near Heaven Pavilion. The four people up there were the ones who could really decide everything.
"Whoosh!" Just when everyone was surprised and attentive, Nie Tian suddenly made a strange move. The Absolute Heaven Slash appeared in his hand, and he thrust his sword at the Near Heaven Pavilion. A thin and weak sword intent whistled out, making an ear-piercing whistling sound in the air, and immediately rushed to the boundless sky, blooming a gorgeous sword flower in the air, and then disappeared.
"What is he doing?" The crowd looked at the sword flower that flashed high in the sky and expressed their puzzlement at Nie Tian's action.
At this moment, he thrust his sword at the Near Heaven Pavilion. Was he provoking the four clan heads?
The entire martial arena had become deathly silent. Anyone could smell the pressure in the air.
It seemed that something terrible was about to happen.
On the viewing platform, everyone's eyes were fixed on Nie Tian.
Gu Yi and the others were no exception.
"Nie Tian, my little ancestor, what are you doing?" Gu Yi complained incessantly in his heart. He could understand Nie Tian's action of saving Ruo Yu, but what was the meaning of that sword thrust at the Near Heaven Pavilion? Did he have the strength to provoke the four clan heads?
If Nie Tian only violated the rules of the Xumi Martial Meet and saved a person. This kind of mistake, the Alchemist Guild would protect him with all their strength, and would definitely be able to save his life.
But that sword just now was full of provocation. It was simply courting death.
At this moment, even if Meng Fanchen and the others all came, the four clan heads would not let it go.
In front of so many people, being provoked by a young martial artist, if the four clan heads did not kill Nie Tian, where would the face of the four great clans be?
Just as Nie Tian stabbed out with his sword, the expressions of the four people in the Heaven Pavilion became complicated and strange, especially Tang Hao. His expression was one of extreme shock, and he kept repeating one sentence in his heart, "How could he know this move? How can he know this move … "
That sword just now did not have any power, but it was very dazzling, and it spread very far.
This move was called Thousand Li Sword Intent. It was a sword move created by Nie Tian in his previous life. It did not have any battle power, but the sword intent was endless, condensed and did not dissipate. If the realm of the sword was cultivated to the profound meaning of the sword, the sword intent could spread for a thousand li, so it was called Thousand Li Sword Intent!
The reason why he suddenly used this move was because this move was a sword move that Nie Tian had taught Tang Hao in his previous life.
Tang Hao's talent in the way of the sword was slow, and was not suitable for the path of the sword. Nie Tian had spent a lot of effort to teach Tang Hao this move.
Thousand Li Sword Intent, only Nie Tian and his nine personal disciples knew it, no one else knew it.
It was more like a symbol that Nie Tian would make sure that all of his legacy disciples learned it.
Zhang Yifeng, Duanmu Lu, and Yang Zixiao had not learned it yet, but Nie Tian would teach it sooner or later.
"Nie Tian, provoking the four aristocratic families, you have a death wish!" At this moment, a low roar sounded. On the Near Heaven Pavilion, a figure rolled down, carrying a terrifying pressure. Without any hesitation, he directly slammed his palm down on Nie Tian.
"Lord Mo Zhaojing!" The crowd's eyes focused, and when they saw the figure that suddenly descended, their hearts trembled violently.
The corner of Mo Zhaojing's mouth raised into a cold smile. With this attack, he spared no effort. It was obvious that he wanted to take Nie Tian's life!
His palm force was fierce and vast, and his combat power was more than several times stronger than Mo Yu's.
Although Mo Zhaojing and Mo Yu were both in the ninth tier of the Divine Wheel, Mo Zhaojing had immersed himself in the pinnacle of the Divine Wheel for decades and had long understood this realm to the extreme. He was not someone that Mo Yu, who had only reached the ninth tier of the Divine Wheel through empowerment, could compare to.
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