Chapter 1629: Killing Motian [Three Updates]

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"One person can force so many masters to dare not take action. This is a hero!"

Seeing this scene in their eyes, Emperor Yongye and others sighed helplessly even though they didn't want to admit it.

There seems to be a big gap between the same masters, especially Nie Yun, who carries the power of killing the dried blood ancestor and supporting the virtual master, which makes everyone fear him and feel scared from the bottom of his heart.

The dominant individual is too strong, and there has been no need to unite, which has resulted in each acting independently and being dissatisfied with each other.

With so many of them joining forces, they will definitely be able to defeat Nie Yun, but each of them has his or her own little ninety-nine, and who is willing to seemingly rush forward and let others benefit?

This lack of unity means that although there are many of these people, they are all a mob and pose no threat at all!

"Damn it... you guys go up... rush in together, no matter how powerful he is, he will definitely be killed..."

In the farthest corner of the crowd, the minister of Emperor Qianxue's nails were dug into his flesh.

The scene of so many masters besieging Nie Yun has a lot to do with him spreading the news. I thought that everyone would be able to kill Nie Yun together, but I didn't expect that the latter had such a tyrannical attitude and could fight so many people alone. , but the momentum is even more powerful.

In the battle of momentum, one waxes and wanes, the other waxes and wanes. His momentum is strong, while others are weak. Looking at the current situation, it is unlikely that everyone will encircle him!

Damn it!

The minister's face was full of resentment.

However, before this resentment could completely spread, a vine spread up from nowhere and instantly wrapped around his neck.

Click!

The minister stopped breathing.

The strength reaches Nie Yun's level. All the surrounding environment is under his control. He discovered this guy as soon as he appeared, and he was concerned about the person who harmed him. How could he stay!

"Don't listen to him. Once I am killed, he will definitely attack you again..."

Seeing everyone's attitude, Patriarch Motian was frightened and hissed loudly.

The reason why I dared to come back this time was because I was following so many masters.

In his view, many masters share the same spirit. If Nie Yun takes action, he will definitely be blocked by others, but who knows... the blockage will be a blockage. However, the other party counterattacked with a stronger force, which shocked everyone and did not dare to act.

"Hmph, if you had run away before and stopped fighting me, I would be too lazy to argue with you. Now... you are doing your own thing!"

With a sneer, Nie Yun took a step forward. At the same time, two figures flashed, completely blocking the escape direction of the Motian ancestor.

Duan Yi and Nie Yun's other clone took action at the same time.

Three people form a triangle to include it.

"Master Xuehan save me...Master Double Eyes..."

Seeing that he was surrounded and could no longer escape, Patriarch Motian became frightened and hurriedly turned his head to look at the people around him, shouting for help.

Hear his shout. The masters who were usually friends with him did not rush over, but all retreated. For fear of getting into trouble.

"you……"

Seeing the actions of these people, Patriarch Motian felt cold.

Needless to say, these people are all unreliable.

"I'll fight with you! At worst, we'll both die together..."

Knowing that there was no way out, Patriarch Motian looked ferocious, roared, flipped his wrist, and a golden thread flew straight towards Nie Yun.

It is his most powerful master weapon, [Golden Blood Spirit]!

This weapon is like a long whip. It is a soft weapon. It is difficult to prevent a sneak attack. It is invincible against weapons such as spears and swords.

"Death together? Are you worthy?"

Nie Yun sneered, stretched out his arm, and grabbed forward.

Others were afraid of his golden blood spirit, but it didn't matter to Nie Yun. The vines of Tianxin Vine were more terrifying than his blood spirit. With his arms stretched out, they spread outward, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of vines covered the entire body. The golden blood spirit clings tightly.

Similar to soft weapons, Tianxin Vine has master-level strength and self-intelligence, which is obviously more powerful!

"Go...attack with palm thunder, run away!"

Seeing the Tianxin Vine trapping his golden blood spirit, Patriarch Motian did not panic. Instead, his face turned green, and his eyes revealed a ferocious look. He opened his palms, pinched them gently, and a thunderous force suddenly descended from his palms.

Thunder in the Palm!

Another great trick of Patriarch Motian!

He struck out with a palm, and without stopping, he jumped straight up like a kangaroo, jumping straight into the sky.

Ancestor Motian calculated very well. If he abandoned the Golden Thread Blood Spirit and used Palm Thunder to sneak attack, Nie Yun would definitely be confused and he would take the opportunity to escape.

The calculation is good. This palm thunder is not weak. It is like the thunder of the three realms. It has a deterrent effect that makes the soul tremble. Even if it is not injured, ordinary people will definitely be disturbed. They can take advantage of the opportunity to escape successfully.

It's a pity that his opponent is Nie Yun!

When I was still a half-step master, I walked with the thunder of the three realms without any damage, let alone now!

The thunder in his palm flickered, and with a flash of light, his figure appeared in front of Patriarch Motian and kicked him out.

Bang!

Feeling pain in his chest, Patriarch Motian staggered and fell back.

"Come in!"

Behind him, Nie Yun's clone grabbed the palm of his hand, and the Chaos Meditation Bottle appeared again. The huge devouring power immediately enveloped the ancestor Motian.

"No...I don't want to go in..."

Feeling the powerful devouring force, Patriarch Motian finally panicked.

The ancestor of Ganxue and the master of Fuxu were swallowed up and died within a few moments. Although we don’t know what is inside this magic weapon, we can predict that once they are sucked into it, they will definitely die and no one can save them!

"It doesn't matter whether you get in or not, get in!"

Duan Yi, who was on one side, roared loudly and punched Patriarch Motian in the chest.

This punch became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Patriarch Motian could no longer bear it, and let out a scream that was swallowed up by the Chaos Meditation Bottle.

As soon as he fell into it, he was treated the same as Dry Blood Ancestor and Fuxu Master. Another clone that was ambushed inside was broken into the Nawu World and killed directly.

Nie Yun showed no mercy to such a person. Regardless of whether he was a master or not, if he offended him, there was only one way to go, and that was death!

call!

After killing Patriarch Motian, Nie Yun grabbed his hand and put the Chaos Meditation Bottle and the clone into his body at the same time. With a flick of his finger, a ray of light shot straight towards Fu Anchao.

"Thank you, Master!"

Seeing the light, Fu Anchao immediately understood, let out a long cry of excitement, and quickly caught it. After a moment, his whole body's aura changed, and his whole body's aura soared into the sky, becoming the master!

"Another master is born..."

"It seems that being someone else's attendant is not a bad thing sometimes..."

"Yes! If Lord Nie Yun is willing to let me be his attendant, I will definitely surrender..."

"You have a beautiful idea. Fu Anchao and others submitted to Master Nie Yun before he became the master. What's the use of submitting to you now..."

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Everyone around them was filled with envy when they saw that Anchao, Duan Yi and others had become masters in the blink of an eye.

If you want to become a master, you must have a pseudo-original path. Each master has only one of these. There are a total of twenty paths in the three supreme realms. It is very precious and almost impossible to obtain. Because of this, for hundreds of millions of years, almost no one has Becoming the new master, now with two more breaths, this Nie Yun's methods are simply appalling.

"Okay, my personal affairs have been taken care of. If anyone else wants to kill me, you can tell me! I will solve the problem with my own hands!"

After advancing Fu Anchao to become the master, Nie Yun raised his head and looked at the people in front of him. His voice was not loud, but it was like thunder in other people's ears, making them panic.

"Hey, hurry up and have a conflict with the master, so that we can become the masters!" Zi Tong Buhua, who was behind Anchao, smacked his lips.

His voice was deliberately unconcealed and resounded throughout the round platform, making all the masters who heard it turn green.

In normal times, if a non-dominated ant dared to talk to the dominant ant like this, they would definitely teach him a lesson and scare the monkeys, but now they dare not move for fear of offending the Nie Yun in front of them.

It took more than ten breathing efforts to kill two powerful masters in succession, and refine their pseudo-original avenues to become new masters... This kind of thing was so shocking that even they felt palpitating.

"What? Where is the person who wanted to kill me just now? Now I give you a chance! You can join forces to kill me, but... I can't say who will win in the end and who will die!"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Nie Yun's eyes were like blades, sweeping across them one by one.

Seeing the look in his eyes, none of the masters dared to look at him. They all lowered their heads, like teenagers who had made mistakes.

(This is a supplement to the chapter from the day before yesterday. The third update is completed. Please double the monthly ticket in the last few hours! Thank you very much!) (To be continued...)

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