Chapter 3939 Trembling with Anger

"Boom boom..." The crowd looked at the sky, where the extreme collision of darkness and light erupted with a roar of thunder, deafening and soul-shaking.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the dark spear rushed into the golden light, as if it was submerged and swallowed. The light between heaven and earth was bright, and the breath of darkness became much weaker.

"Her Highness the Saint won!" Everyone's eyes trembled and they exclaimed.

"Bang!" However, before their voices fell, a sound of explosion came from the void, like a mountain collapse.

"Boom! Bang bang bang..." Then, the sound of collapse sounded, and the golden light in the sky shook violently, as if it was torn apart by some force, and instantly shattered and dissipated in the void.

"This..." The sudden change made everyone's eyes tremble, and they took a breath of cold air.

"Boom!" Then, a roar was heard, and in the disintegrating golden light, the Spear of Darkness whistled out, like a giant dragon that broke through the shackles, and rushed straight towards the Holy Maiden of Heaven.

The Holy Maiden of Heaven instantly felt the murderous intent, and her pretty face changed in horror. In a hurry, she released a golden light, condensed into a light shield, and blocked it in front of her.

"Bang!" But the light shield could not stop the Spear of Darkness at all, and it shattered directly. Then the figure of the Holy Maiden of Heaven flew backwards, leaving a bloody track in the void, and fell straight down like a kite with a broken string.

"Your Highness the Holy Maiden!" The shocking scene made everyone scream in unison, but everyone just stared blankly, without any movement at all.

Just when the figure of the Holy Maiden of Heaven was about to fall to the ground, a soft force appeared, lifted her up, and stabilized her in mid-air.

The Saint of Heaven stabilized her body, her beautiful eyes flickered, and she turned around to look. What caught her eye was a silver-haired warrior.

"You..." The Saint of Heaven's face changed slightly. Just as she was about to speak, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Don't talk, rest first." Nie Tian stepped forward, smiled faintly, and a force surged from his palm, entering the body of the Saint of Heaven. The latter's pale face suddenly improved a little.

The Saint of Heaven frowned slightly, looking at Nie Tian with a strange look, but still nodded solemnly.

She was seriously injured. The dark spear just now almost took her life. Xiu Wanjie's strength was stronger than she expected.

"I didn't see it wrong, it turned out that a small shrimp stood up." At this time, Xiu Wanjie, who was high in the sky, looked at Nie Tian with a murderous look, and couldn't help but sneered.

He couldn't believe his eyes. The warrior in front of him was only the ninth level of Tianyu.

Such strength made him not even interested in taking a look.

I really don't understand where the courage of this man in front of me came from. He dared to stand up at this time.

"Your Highness, please step back first. I will leave this guy to you." Nie Tian ignored Xiu Wanjie, but smiled faintly at the Holy Lady of Heaven and said calmly.

"Huh?" The Holy Lady of Heaven looked at Nie Tian and was stunned. She was puzzled and her eyes were full of distrust.

It's not her fault. Any normal person would not believe that a Heavenly Mandate Saint Master could compete with Xiu Wanjie.

She even suspected that the silver-haired warrior in front of her was not a fool.

When everyone heard what Nie Tian said, their faces changed and they whispered.

"Who is this kid? He dared to come out and be a hero with only the strength of the Heavenly Mandate Realm. Is he going to die?"

"Humph, I think this kid must be crazy because he admires Your Highness the Holy Lady and doesn't even care about his life."

"Alas, he doesn't have the strength but still wants to learn from others to save the beauty. He is simply ignorant of life and death."

The crowd was talking, and they were all mocking Nie Tian.

They didn't realize that Nie Tian was saving the Holy Maiden of Heaven, and if the Holy Maiden of Heaven hadn't intervened, many people present would have become the victims of Xiu Wanjie.

They didn't dare to take action, but they still ridiculed Nie Tian, ​​and even acted righteously, which was really shameless.

"Boy, you are interesting." At this time, Xiu Wanjie laughed. He had paid attention to Nie Tian before, so he had some impression of the latter. He didn't expect that this little shrimp was so courageous.

"Come on." Nie Tian's eyes sank coldly, and he took a step forward. His figure was like lightning, standing coldly in the sky, and the sword intent in his body was surging wildly. He really wanted to fight Xiu Wanjie.

"Hehe." Xiu Wanjie laughed, with a proud face, and said: "Interesting ants are still ants. In the eyes of this demon, you are no different from those trash!"

"Really?" Nie Tian pulled a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were fearless.

Xiu Wanjie's face changed slightly, and he said, "Boy, since you are looking for death, this demon will fulfill your wish."

"Boom!" As soon as the words fell, he flipped his palm and slapped it horizontally. Suddenly, the ghost energy surged like the sea, turning into a violent palm shadow, pressing towards Nie Tian.

Nie Tian's eyes sank slightly, without any hesitation, he directly used his pupil power to attack his martial body, and the god and devil body opened. A stream of god and devil power appeared, and the darkness was like the abyss.

In an instant, a series of god and devil reverse lines appeared on Nie Tian's face, and the blood-red runes made him look extremely evil, like a demon walking out of hell.

"Boom!" Then, his aura surged wildly, and he urged the sword intent to the extreme, as fierce and murderous as a storm.

"Heavenly Sword Against the Sun!" The next moment, Nie Tian roared, and the Haotian Sword was out, the sword light was bright, and the sword shadow whistled out, like a roaring beast, rushing towards the oppressive palm.

"Boom!" The palm and the sword collided, the world trembled, and the violent power surged and turned into rolling waves, raging wildly in the void.

"Hmm?" At this moment, Xiu Wanjie suddenly felt a sharp sword energy coming at him, which made him surprised. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

"Puff!" The sword energy attacked instantly, Xiu Wanjie felt a flash of light in front of his eyes, and then there was a burning pain on his face.

On his face, there was a clear blood-red and dazzling sword mark!

Sword mark!

Nie Tian left a sword mark on his face!

The unexpected scene made everyone's eyes tremble, and then they were stagnant. A pair of eyes looked at Xiu Wanjie, and the shock in their hearts was written on their faces.

They could never have imagined that Nie Tian actually blocked Xiu Wanjie's palm and left a sword mark on Xiu Wanjie's face!

The atmosphere was dead silent and oppressive, so low that it was suffocating.

Xiu Wanjie stood coldly in the void, his eyes were trembling, the sword mark on his face was trembling, his whole body was trembling, even the blood in his body was trembling.

This was the trembling of anger, a sign of rage and killing!