Chapter 3323: Life or Death

"Boom!" High in the sky, the sudden violent pressure made the void tremble, and a figure stepped forward forcefully. The aura in his body was sharp and violent, like a sharp sword. It was very scary!

"It's that kid!" At this time, the crowd reacted and looked at Nie Tian. They all recognized him and exclaimed in panic.

Although Nie Tian had just arrived at Haotian Jianwu, he had already been remembered by most people for his amazing record of killing the black snake and tying with Han Qianqiu.

More importantly, Nie Tian was the first person invited to fight by Haotian!

Many people present were deeply impressed by him.

At this time, Nie Tian came in a fierce manner, seemingly heading towards Han Qianqiu.

"This kid has a fight with Sixth Haotian. If he doesn't go to practice well, what is he doing here?"

"Looking at him, he seems to be here to see Han Qianjian."

"Is it possible that the last battle between him and Han Qianjian was not enjoyable, so he wants to fight again?"

The crowd looked at Nie Tian and whispered, their eyes clearly filled with passion.

Of course they wanted to see Nie Tian fight Han Qianqiu again.

"Boy, what do you want to do?" Han Qianqiu looked at Nie Tian, ​​his eyes trembling uncontrollably, obviously very panicked.

How could he not sense that Nie Tian's momentum at this time was much stronger than three days ago.

He was surprised that Nie Tian, ​​who was clearly seriously injured three days ago, could recover so quickly.

What made him even more unbelievable was that Nie Tian's realm of swordsmanship had actually broken through!

If he hadn't seen such a scene with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

Nie Tian was so talented, no wonder he was valued by Sixth Haotian.

"Where is my friend?" Nie Tian stood coldly in the void, his eyes glowing with cold light, locked on Han Qianqiu, as fierce as a poisonous wolf, as if he was about to launch the most terrifying attack at the next moment.

"What, what kind of friend?" Han Qianqiu's eyes flickered, and then he shouted: "I haven't seen him before!"

"This is not the answer I want!" Nie Tian's pupils shrank, his face was so gloomy that it almost bled, he spoke coldly, the murderous intent in his body could no longer be suppressed.

Mo Qianjun and Jiu Qiansheng are Black Snake's subordinates, and Black Snake is Han Qianqiu's subordinate.

At this time, Mo Qianjun and Jiu Qian Shengren were missing. How could Han Qianqiu not know?

Moreover, after Nie Tian came to Haotian Jianwu, he only had a grudge against Han Qianqiu. The latter even wanted to kill Mo Qianjun in front of Nie Tian.

Han Qianqiu's reaction was clearly panicked.

The mysterious disappearance of Mo Qianjun and Jiu Qiansheng must have something to do with him!

"I don't know where they are!" Han Qianqiu felt the killing intent in Nie Tian's eyes, and his expression became even more panicked. He screamed strangely, and his voice became sharp.

"Them?" Nie Tian sneered and said, "Have I ever said that I have more than one friend?"

"I..." Han Qianqiu's eyes trembled and he was immediately speechless.

"Han Qianqiu, let me ask you again, where is my friend?" Nie Tian's eyes were as cold as death and he spoke in a deep voice. The murderous intention in his body condensed into substance and surged into the void, making the atmosphere at the scene extremely tense. Depressing, suffocating.

"I don't know!" Han Qianqiu's eyes darkened, he calmed down a little, and yelled: "Even if you ask me a thousand times, you still don't know!"

"Looking for death!" Nie Tian roared and stepped forward with a strong momentum like a mountain, rolling towards Han Qianqiu.

"Boom!" In an instant, Han Qianqiu felt a suppressive force coming down, as if it was going to tear his whole body apart.

His eyes were trembling, and the fear in his heart was written on his face.

He never expected that Nie Tian could burst out with such terrifying momentum in an instant.

At this time, Nie Tian was much stronger than he was three days ago!

"Bang!" The next moment, there was a muffled sound in the void, and Han Qianqiu's figure retreated tens of meters. After he stabilized, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"How is this possible?" When the crowd saw this scene, their faces suddenly changed, and they suddenly screamed with incredible expressions.

Nie Tian actually injured Han Qianqiu with just the strength of his sword. Were they really right?

In the past three days, it was Han Qianqiu who was clearly suppressing Nie Tian.

What did Nie Tian go through in the past three days, and why did he become so strong?

Each question made everyone look at Nie Tian with trembling expressions, as if they were looking at a monster.

A person whose strength has achieved a qualitative improvement in three days is nothing if not a monster!

"You brat, how could you..." Han Qianqiu looked at Nie Tian, ​​his eyes trembling, and he was too horrified to speak.

He couldn't believe that Nie Tian actually had the strength to crush him!

"One sword, suppress you!" Nie Tian's eyes were like swords, as sharp as killing, and he roared like a wild beast. Then he released his sword intent crazily. The terrifying sword intent roared in the air like a storm, and the Star Sky Slash was struck down with one sword. , the shocking sword roar surged in the void, resounding endlessly.

"Boom!" The next moment, a sword shadow crashed down like a huge wave, pressing down on the void and suppressing Han Qianqiu.

Han Qianqiu suddenly felt the space around him tighten. The endless sword intent actually blocked time and space, leaving him with no way to retreat and could only endure it.

"Damn it!" Han Qianqiu roared, releasing a sword shield in front of him to resist the huge pressure.

"Buzz--! Kick-kick-kick..." The sword shadow fell and stood on the shield. It made a low roar. The sword shadow tore the shield violently and then stopped in mid-air.

It is obvious that Nie Tian is controlling the sword shadow and not falling.

The control of the sword intent has reached such a level, which is already superb.

"This..." The crowd screamed in horror, countless pairs of eyes were wide open, and the nerves in the body were tense.

Nie Tian was too terrible. If this sword fell, Han Qianqiu would definitely end up with no bones left.

Is this still a swordfish? Is this still the swordsman three days ago?

A thousand swordsman, under Nie Tian's sword, had no power to fight back.

What is even more unacceptable is that Nie Tian is only the strength of an eighth-level pseudo-saint!

"Han Qianqiu, you still have one chance to speak. If what you say next is not what I want to hear, don't blame me for being ruthless!" At this time, Nie Tian spoke in a low voice, revealing a gloomy chill, and said: "Life or death, you choose it yourself!"

Voices fell in Han Qianqiu's ears, exploding like thunder, making Han Qianqiu completely panicked and sweating all over.

The sword hanging over the head is more frightening than a falling sword.

Nie Tian's methods are sinister and vicious!

"I..." Han Qianqiu's eyes trembled, looking at Nie Tian, ​​just as he opened his mouth, he stopped suddenly, thinking for a long time, and finally opened his mouth again, saying: "Your friend is under the Lord Yang Wanjian."

"Yang Wanjian?" Nie Tian's eyes sank, cold as killing, and said grimly: "What's his name?"

"Yang Xun." Han Qianqiu's face changed, hesitated for a while, and still said the name.

The man who took Mo Qianjun and Jiuqiansheng away was called Yang Xun, a Wanjian of Haotian Sword Martial Arts, and Han Qianqiu's immediate superior.

"Wanjian strongman?" Nie Tian's mouth twitched, cold light flashed in his eyes, and said to Han Qianqiu: "Take me to find someone!"