Chapter 4387 A Mob

A silver-haired figure descended from the sky, with a trace of sword intent surging around him, releasing a strange and unpredictable aura.

This silver-haired figure was none other than Nie Tian!

"Nie Tian!" Wen Lun was surprised to see Nie Tian appear, although he was mentally prepared.

At the same time, Wen Lun was also a little worried, because he was not sure whether Nie Tian had the strength to deal with the next challenge.

"Brother Wen, you go down and rest, I will take care of this." Nie Tian smiled faintly, patted Wen Lun's shoulder, and injected a holy force into the latter to help the latter stabilize his injuries.

"Yeah." Wen Lun felt Nie Tian's calmness, although he was still worried in his heart, he nodded, then looked at Su Ke deeply, and then retreated to rest.

Nie Tian's sudden appearance made everyone stunned at first, and then they started to discuss.

"Who is this person? Why have I never seen him before?"

"He should be an unknown ordinary disciple. Judging from his strength, he doesn't seem to be very strong."

"Even the eldest brother was seriously injured and retreated. This silver-haired guy is trying to get ahead now. Isn't this looking for death?"

"This man is very brave, but unfortunately he is too impulsive. With his strength, I'm afraid he will be defeated by Su Ke in one move."

The disciples of Fengtian Mingzong sighed and were deeply worried about Nie Tian.

"Young Master, are you okay?" Wen Lun's figure fell, and Lan Qing and Lan Che immediately supported him and asked in unison.

"I'm fine." Wen Lun nodded slightly, but his eyes were always on Nie Tian, ​​obviously still worried.

"Young Master, you have tried your best." Lan Qing nodded deeply and comforted Wen Lun.

But Wen Lun shook his head helplessly. He knew very well that as the chief disciple, he had the responsibility and hope to shoulder.

Trying your best but not doing it can only mean that your strength is not enough.

"Who is this white-haired guy? Can he be Su Ke's opponent?" Lan Che looked at Nie Tian. Although his tone was questioning, he obviously had no confidence in Nie Tian.

"He only has the ninth level of Heavenly Tribulation. I'm afraid he is risking his life to show off." Lan Che sighed helplessly.

Wen Lun, as the chief disciple of Fengtian Mingzong, is already a Saint Emperor of the first level of Heavenly Awareness, but he can only narrowly defeat Feng Li.

And Su Ke's strength is obviously stronger than Feng Li.

It would be a miracle if Nie Tian didn't die in a battle with Su Ke.

"Don't worry, these people are just a bunch of rabble in Nie Tian's eyes." But at this time, a faintly smiling voice sounded, which was very confident in Nie Tian.

"Hmm?" Lan Che frowned and saw that the person standing next to him was Tang Shisan, who had fought against him before, and couldn't help asking: "Is your friend's strength stronger than yours?"

Lan Che had never seen Nie Tian take action, but she was very clear about Tang Shisan's strength.

In the previous battle, Tang Shisan was able to easily deal with the two sisters working together without showing his true strength. He was indeed very strong.

If Nie Tian was similar to Tang Shisan, or even stronger than Tang Shisan, then he might really be able to fight Su Ke.

"Hehe." Tang Shisan laughed, thought for a while, and said, "Let's put it this way, as long as those two old guys don't make a move, these people from Guiya Sect are all meat in front of Nie Tian."

He had long noticed that in addition to several young disciples, Guiya Sect also had two old men, who were obviously the old generation of strong men in the sect.

"All meat?" Lan Qing and Lan Che were stunned at the same time and did not react for a while.

"Cut it casually." Tang Shisan's mouth twitched and smiled slightly.

Lan Qing and Lan Che's eyes trembled violently, and they were stunned for a moment, incredible.

Could it be that Nie Tian, ​​who looked ordinary, was really as strong as Tang Shisan said?

High in the sky, Nie Tian stood calmly, looking at Su Ke calmly.

Su Ke was also looking at Nie Tian. At first, his eyes were somewhat disdainful, but slowly they changed, and he seemed to be a little confused and surprised.

He felt that Nie Tian's sword intent seemed to be a little different from that of ordinary swordsmen, and he actually smelled a hint of danger.

What surprised him even more was that he couldn't tell how many life veins Nie Tian had.

Su Ke was once a disciple of Fengtian Fate Sect, so he was also a fate warrior, and he had awakened five life veins in his body.

And he had a special ability, which was to easily see the number of life veins of other fate warriors, unless the other party had more than three life veins than him.

At this time, he couldn't see the number of Nie Tian's life veins, didn't it mean that Nie Tian had more than eight life veins.

Eight life veins, what does this mean, Su Ke, as a fate warrior, knows very well!

"I've never heard of Fengtian Fate Sect having a warrior with eight life veins before. Is this kid a new member of Fengtian Fate Sect?" Su Ke was in doubt, and his eyes flickered.

But at this moment, he was more willing to believe that Nie Tian had a secret method to hide his lifeblood.

In Fengtian Mingzong, there is indeed such a secret method.

However, this secret method is extremely difficult to practice, and it has no practical use. It does not improve the warriors themselves, and can only hide the lifeblood.

Therefore, Fengtian Mingzong has almost no practice of this kind of secret method.

"Maybe this guy is an outlier, and likes to practice some flashy things." Su Ke calmed down a little, and his heart was much more settled. He looked at Nie Tian and asked: "Boy, what's your name?"

Nie Tian's mouth moved slightly, and he smiled indifferently: "Block my sword, then you are qualified to know my name."

"Hmph, is that so?" Su Ke's eyes darkened and he sneered, "I hope your strength is worthy of your arrogance."

"Go ahead." Nie Tian was still calm, without any ripples in his eyes.

Su Ke only had the first level of Tianjue cultivation, and was no threat to him at all.

If Su Ke was the first level of Tianwu at this time, Nie Tian might still look at him, but unfortunately, he didn't.

"Looking for death!" Su Ke roared, obviously angry, and the power around him surged out, stirring in the void, bursting out with a fierce roar, extremely powerful.

"What a strong momentum!" The crowd below felt the pressure from the sky and couldn't help but exclaimed in unison.

Wen Lun's eyes also trembled, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, obviously a little nervous.

Lan Qing and Lan Che stared at Nie Tian closely, also very excited.

Only Tang Shisan held his hands in front of his chest, looking completely indifferent.

Because he knew that this battle was just a matter of one sword for Nie Tian.

"You have good momentum, but unfortunately you are too weak in front of me." At this time, Nie Tian spoke. He stood with his hands behind his back, took a step sideways, and a sword intent whistled out, like an arrow from a bow, so fast that you can't even blink.

"Puff!" In an instant, Su Ke felt the fierce murderous intent approaching, but before he could react, he heard the sound of flesh and bones being cut.

Then in a flash of blood, Su Ke saw his left arm being cut off and flying in the air!