…… Nie Chen's series of attacks is really terrible. There are few monks who think that they can survive the fierce attack of Nie Chen. Nie Chen's performance shocked everyone, but now that Xia Sheng Daoyun appeared, all his shocking means were not worth mentioning.

Nie Chen heaved his chest and took a deep breath. After calming the violent and turbulent evil Qi in his body, he met Xia Sheng's eyes, which were fierce, cold and full of contempt.

"Why, scared by me? Panic, shock? " Xia Sheng looked at Nie Chen and said, "your strongest strike has done me almost zero damage This is the end of your road. Do you feel the difference between ants and elephants? "

"Do you think my breath is disordered because of you?" Nie Chen's body has been restored to calm. Although in front of Xia Sheng, who is full of Daoyun, his evil Qi still has a kind of violent impulse, but he is very good to suppress it.

Nie Chen felt this kind of fury deeply, even more than the strong spirit of his own boxing, which was more incompatible with Xia Sheng's Yin Qi. Especially with this kind of Dao rhyme, he was fighting against each other, with no intention of giving in at all. It was like meeting a world feud and getting jealous.

"Isn't it?" Xia Sheng looked at Nie Chen, raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and looked confident: "maybe, you haven't fully understood the gap between us I will tell you slowly, you and I, exactly how much strength gap

"Your father is very strong, he died in my hands; you are strong, and you will die in my hands today." Nie Chen's face was calm. With a flash of red light, he recalled his dark red sword and caught it in his right hand.

"Well, what are you if you don't use the weapons of the emperor? You can't take one of my father's fingers! " Seeing that he is so powerful, Nie Chen still looks like a light cloud and light breeze, which makes Xia Sheng, who has returned to be confident and rebellious, once again raises the color of endless chagrin.

"It's no use saying more. Our battle is not over yet." Nie Chen stroked the dark red body of the sword and looked at Xia Sheng, whose face became gloomy again, through the edge of the sword. "The battle between us should be based on life and death to win or lose."

"Good!" Xia Sheng gnaws his teeth and Nie Chen's indifference is the biggest reason that makes him so angry. A mole ant, in front of him, will make a look of defiant. Maybe anyone, at this time, will feel very angry.

It's just like in the field where you are good at and most attentive, a half baked monk will point at you and chatter endlessly. In Xia Sheng's opinion, Nie Chen is such a kind of person, who clearly knows that he is not so powerful on the surface, but always looks arrogant and indifferent.

"It's time to end our fight!" Xia Sheng looked at Nie Chen and said faintly, "this is the strongest blow I've learned after I've got the way to Yin. Can you take it?"

"Is it a long-standing move?" Nie Chen raised his head and looked at the sky slowly. The dark cloud of thick gray hanging down like an awl to himself, the strong breath whirled in the air, though the water condensed into snowflakes and fell down.

This gray Valley, from the low sky under the pale snow, everywhere is filled with a cold and desperate breath!

All the onlookers felt a desolation, and at the same time, they kept retreating away from the valley, because the cloud cone under the nine days, sending out a cold and overcast atmosphere, with endless thunder, had already impacted on Nie dust.

"The most powerful blow of the way to Yin is already terrible to such a degree!"

"Even those who are at the level of heroes may not be able to use such powerful attack means!"

"The great impact of the power of the supreme Yin, the strange and terrible power of the rules, the endless destructive thunder and lightning in the clouds, is a devastating blow. Even the elders can't retreat, or even die in them!"

…… Looking from afar, it seems that the sky is angry and needs to be punished; standing in the middle of the sky, the man holding a long sword in his hand is angry at the sky; Nie Chen's figure, standing in the air, looking up at the changes above the nine days, is like a man competing with the sky, ready to fight against the sky as soon as he enters.

Looking from afar, Nie Chen's figure gives people a sense of shock and solemn and stirring, but in this solemn and stirring, there is a terrible and firm artistic conception, which covers his body.

"Alas, unfortunately, in time, you may not be defeated by Xia Sheng!" The old man of Ji's family looked at Nie Chen, sighed, and said in his heart: "the attack of Tianjiao of Xia family is based on the rhyme of heaven and earth. It has the power of the road and the power of destruction. Even if it's night, it can't fight head-on and can only choose to avoid it. It's natural for night to escape, but can you do it? "

The old man's face was filled with regret, and the pride of his own family felt sorry. He wanted to come to Jizi night and die in Nie Chen's downfall. After that, he would feel very disappointed, "he didn't mean to run away at all, is he going to take it hard?" Ye'er, your chosen opponent is still too arrogant. "In the eyes of all the people who kept retreating, Xia Sheng's attack was a must kill one; Nie Chen, who chose to take on this shocking blow, was doomed to die in this long-term grotto. There was a young supreme who was expelled from the supreme competition in the world.

Nie Chen stood there and looked up at Gao Tian. A great pressure came down. He lifted his sword and bent his knee. Then he looked at Xia Sheng, who was standing there with a rebellious but faint smile, and calmly opened his mouth: "is your strongest strike? Nie Mou, want to have a try

After all, Nie Chen suddenly stepped on the void under his feet, and his strength had reached the extreme. This time, not only the air, but also the void he had stepped on, was greatly distorted by Nie Chen's powerful step.

However, Nie Chen's figure, carrying his sword, is like a streamer. In the blink of an eye, it rushes toward the Ninth Heaven. With the increasing pressure, Nie Chen's speed naturally slows down. Otherwise, with his strength, he has already collided with the dark clouds.

"Go!" Nie Chen suddenly threw out the dark red sword in his hand. The dark red sword instantly rented a peerless sky sword, which was almost the same size as the black cloud cone that the Dragon had dropped.

At the end of the handle of the long sword, Nie Chen followed the giant sword upward. Because of the power of the huge sword, the speed of his upward rush was much faster, and the pressure on him was much smaller.

Nie Chen controls the Epee with his mind, so its strength is terrible. Although Xia Sheng completely catches the Epee when he falls down at the beginning, it does not mean that Nie Chen's epee is not as powerful as his strongest move.

If Xia Sheng didn't remove the power of Epee at the beginning and guide it to one side, although it had the power of gene and the subtle charm of Dao Yun, it would be hard to meet the Epee of Nie Chen. At the moment, it is also a Epee, and Nie Chen may not be able to defeat Xia Sheng's power of Yin, but he will never retreat.

This is the supreme battle. How can he be willing to surrender to others, not to mention in the case that he still has one station of strength Nie dust against the sky and up, to the pestle down the cloud cone, hit.

"To choose to die with dignity is the only qualification for me to regard you as a real opponent." Xia Sheng naturally didn't put Nie dust in his eyes from the beginning to the end. In his opinion, Nie Chen's determination to die generously was a little bit of the pride and determination of a strong man.

Running away, after all, will only live in distress, as if he carries the supreme name; and to stay to fight, even if he dies, should be respected; this is his idea, is Xia Sheng's idea of being a strong man; this is the only place that he can look up to Nie Chen, because of Nie Chen's performance, Nie dust has the qualification of his opponent, otherwise he would be ashamed of Nie Dust came to be his opponent.

Nie Chen, who was retrograde and upward, naturally heard his words, and his mouth showed a trace of helpless cold color; the arrogance and conceit of these aristocratic family's proud millet had been deeply rooted; and Xia Sheng's words, for himself, was a very ridiculous thing.

First of all, Nie Chen scoffed at Xia Sheng's so-called arrogance and determination to die in battle. Because he felt that as long as he was alive, even if he failed for a while, he did not mean that he would fail all the time. If he stayed in the green mountains, he was not afraid of no firewood burning. As long as one did not give up his strong will, how could he say that?

Forbearance is not equal to procrastination!

What's more, Nie Chen doesn't care how he is treated by the other party at all. He regards Nie Chen as a giant elephant or a mole ant, which is not in his mind at all. It should be because he has already got his own cognition and summary. What mole ant and what giant elephant is just a ridiculous statement.

Finally, it seems that Nie Chen is determined to do so now, but it is not true that Xia Sheng's vision shows that he is going to die generously and decides to die here for some arrogance. Nie Chen never fights a battle of uncertainty. He does not die generously. He does so with a clear purpose and considerable assurance.