Chapter 3222

"Mole ants in the domain, die for me!" in the air, the voice of the grimace warrior Sen Han sounded, fierce and crazy.

As long as the black awn falls, Feng Wanhong will die.

"The Heavenly Sword goes against the sun!" however, at this time, a low roar sounded, and then a figure rushed up into the sky. Before people arrived, the sword shadow had arrived. He forcibly smashed the kill black Mang and saved Feng Wanhong.

Feng Wanhong's eyes trembled and stagnated for a moment. He looked at a silver haired figure in the distance. He was very shocked.

He didn't expect that the person who shot at the critical moment was Nie Tian.

He didn't expect that Nie Tian could stop the blow of the grimace warrior.

"Hmm?" the sudden scene made the grimace warrior stunned, and his face suddenly became evil. His eyes were like poisonous wolves, staring at Nie Tian, and his anger could not be controlled.

But when he perceived Nie Tian's strength, the expression of a face was instantly replaced by shock.

"Fourth order pseudo Saint strength?" the grimace warrior couldn't believe his eyes. The person who blocked him was a fourth order pseudo saint.

Is it possible that a fourth-order pseudo holy warrior from the domain blocked the blow of his ninth-order pseudo holy strongman in the holy world?

"Mole ant, who are you?" the next moment, the grimace warrior calmed down, his eyes were very low, as if he was going to swallow Nie Tiansheng.

"The one who killed you!" Nie Tian tugged at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were extremely cold, and he spit out four words coldly. His whole body's killing intention was as sharp as the essence.

"Kill me?" the grimace warrior's eyes sank, then laughed wildly and shouted contemptuously: "it's ridiculous that only a mole ant in the domain of the fourth level pseudo holy realm wants to kill me!"

The wild laughter showed that the ghost faced warrior didn't pay attention to Nie Tian at all.

With his identity and strength, there is really no need to pay attention to Nie Tian.

"Mole ants, do you think you really have the ability to fight with me if you block my move? You will know immediately that mole ants are destined to be trampled!" the ghost faced martial artist laughed wildly, and his momentum surged wildly into the sky, turning into violent magic and impacting in the void.

"Hum!" Nie Tian tugged at the corners of his mouth, smiled coldly and said, "you say others are mole ants, what are you? Today I'll let you know that mole ants also have dignity and mole ants will resist!"

"Today, I'll step on your head and let you taste what it's like to be trampled by mole ants!"

A low voice, wild and violent.

At the moment, Nie naively became angry.

The ghost faced warrior kept shouting, one mole at a time.

It's like in his eyes, people in the domain are mole ants, which can be trampled on at will.

Today, he Nie Tian will let the grimace warrior understand that even mole ants have dignity and have to resist!

"Mole ants, you want to die!" the ghost faced warrior looked at Nie Tian. He was stunned for a while, then reacted, roared violently, and then the violent power was released. The endless magic gas, like the huge wave of the tsunami, pressed frantically towards Nie Tian.

"Sky nine limits, sky cut!" Nie Tian's eyes sank, and his whole body sword was intended to be released in an instant. The star sky cut out wildly, and the terrible sword shadow rushed towards the endless evil Qi.

And his figure rushed past at this moment.

"Nie Tian!" Feng Wanhong saw this scene, his eyes trembled and screamed.

He never imagined that Nie Tian was so fierce.

Nie Tianren was in the middle of the sky. His whole body was shrouded by magic Qi, and countless blood mouths appeared all over his body.

These evil spirits seem powerful, but they are actually sharp.

At this time, Nie Tian felt that he was torn by countless sharp blades, and his whole body was about to crack.

"Fool, you only have four levels of pseudo Saint strength, and you dare to rush into my evil Qi. This is the way to die!" the grimace warrior roared fiercely and fiercely.

The magic Qi in the surrounding space contains a very terrible strangulation force. Even the ninth order pseudo saint can't bear it, not to mention the fourth order pseudo Saint strength after Nie Tian.

"Boom!" but just before his laughter fell, a sword shadow broke through the evil spirit and roared out.

"Boo!" unprepared, the grimace warrior was forced to fly backward. Although he was not hurt, he was very embarrassed.

At the next moment, Nie Tian's figure rushed away from the evil spirit, and his sword was like a giant sword against the sky, sharp and terrible.

"You......" the ghost faced warrior looked at Nie Tian and his face was very frightened.

Nie Tian, the fourth order pseudo saint, unexpectedly broke away from the evil spirit. How is this possible?

"Hum! Is this your strength?" Nie Tian sneered, looked cold and contemptuous, and shouted, "now tell me, who is the real mole ant?"

"Damn it!" the ghost faced warrior's eyes trembled, roared violently, one hand suddenly stretched out, and suddenly endless evil Qi appeared. Then a black awn roared out, which directly tore the space and killed Nie Tian.

"Boom!" the terrible black Mang, in the void, turned into a dark beast, fiercely and fiercely rushed at Nie Tian.

Nie Tian's eyes coagulated slightly and reacted in an instant. He killed with a sword. The wings of the star soul appeared behind him, and his figure retreated.

However, he slowed down a step and left a bloody wound on his chest.

"Nie Tian!" Feng Wanhong saw this scene, his eyes trembled and screamed.

He was defeated by a move of the grimace warrior just now. His heart of martial arts was hit and almost collapsed.

But at the moment, seeing that Nie Tian, who only had the strength of the fourth order pseudo saint, was resisting, his heart suddenly filled with blood!

"Mole ants! How can you fight with me with your strength?" the grimace warrior sneered and roared wildly.

"Really?" Nie Tian smiled coldly, his whole body was excited, and his sword intention became extremely fierce, as if he wanted to tear everything apart.

Burn blood gas, urge sword intention and push the martial body to the limit. Nie Tian wants to burst out stronger power!

"Nie Tian, I'll fight side by side with you!" Feng Wanhong saw this scene. His blood was boiling. He roared. The cold air of his body was in full bloom, like a tsunami.

"Hum! If two mole ants are put together, they are still mole ants!" the ghost faced warrior shouted with extremely cold eyes.

He just underestimated Nie Tian's strength, so he was a little embarrassed.

But now, he has to be serious, so Nie Tian and Feng Wanhong have no chance.

"Blood devours the sky, kill!" at this time, Nie Tian roared, and his figure moved instantly, like a startling rainbow. The bloody sword shadow roared in the air, and the whole world was full of bloody gas.

"Kill!" at the same time, Feng Wanhong's voice also sounded. He was as angry as thunder. A cold ice blade came tearing through the space, and the world was killing incomparably.

Nie Tian and Feng Wanhong joined hands to kill the grimace warrior!