I, the Emperor of Heaven return

On the ring, a violent roar fell. The figure moved and punched out. The mighty shadow of the fist rolled out like a mountain and violently pressed down on Nie Tian.

The crowd's eyes suddenly tightened at this moment, as if they had already seen Nie Tian being turned into a pulp by a punch.

Nie Tian stood there, motionless like a sharp sword.

Just when the fist shadow was about to hit him, his figure trembled slightly, and a wave of sword intent roared out, like wind and lightning, extremely fast.

"Bang!" The next moment, there was a muffled sound, and a figure flew out directly. The person was still in the air, but it exploded into a ball of blood, leaving no bones.

The sudden scene made everyone's eyes tremble, and they were stunned, all showing expressions of disbelief.

"You dare to be arrogant with only this kind of strength. You are really seeking death." Nie Tian stood on the spot and spoke coldly, his eyes stern and solemn.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't move a step, and he didn't even use his sword. He directly killed his opponent with just the power of his sword. His strength was unbelievable.

"How... is this possible?" It took a long time for everyone to react, and they all took a breath, still unable to believe the scene in front of them.

There are restrictions on the arena, and the strength of all warriors is the same, the peak of the lower gods.

But Nie Tian completely tortured his opponent, and he didn't even draw his sword out of its sheath. This was terrible.

"This kid's strength is so weird!" On the stands, Mo Yuanwei's eyes trembled and he screamed in his heart.

Nie Tian had just killed his opponent in an instant, just by relying on his fierce sword intent. From this alone, it can be seen that his strength is far more terrifying than Mo Yihan.

His opponent is not weak. Even Mo Yihan, who has activated the Liuxie Sword Seal, may not be able to kill him instantly with his sword intent.

Only then did Mo Yuanwei realize that he had underestimated Nie Tian.

In the first battle in the arena, Nie Tian's attack caused a huge sensation. It took a long time for the crowd to calm down. Only then did they realize that the silver-haired warrior was a terrifying swordsman.

"Nie Tian, ​​you really did not disappoint me." On the highest stand, a pair of cold eyes locked on Nie Tian and murmured a smile, seemingly very satisfied.

The person who secretly observed Nie Tian was none other than Gui Shanquan.

Next, it’s Nie Tian’s big show.

A dozen opponents appeared one after another, none of whom were particularly strong, and they were all defeated by Nie Tian with his sword power.

He didn't kill his opponents, he just defeated them.

In less than half an hour, Nie Tian won nineteen games in a row, and the audience was excited.

What's even more strange is that from the beginning to the end, he stood on the ring, motionless, and any opponent would be defeated in one move.

So far, Nie Tian's sword has not been unsheathed.

"This kid is so scary. I really don't know where his limit is!" Mo Yuanwei was completely shocked by Nie Tian's strength at this time. He never expected that the latter's strength would be so weird that it completely subverted Ordinary people’s understanding of martial arts.

So far, Nie Tian has only relied on his sword intention and has not used any powerful trump cards.

The opponent is too weak, not on the same level at all.

With nineteen consecutive wins, Nie Tian only needs one more victory to challenge the next god.

But at this time, the whole place was completely silent, and no one dared to stand up and challenge.

Nie Tian was so terrifying that everyone was afraid of him.

And those mid-level gods and high-level god warriors do not dare to take risks, because once they enter the arena of lower gods, they will be oppressed by restrictions and lose their original realm advantages.

It wouldn't be worth it to be killed by Nie Tian in this situation.

"Is no one willing to come?" Nie Tian suddenly raised his head, glanced at everyone, smiled lightly, and his eyes were extremely contemptuous.

If no one takes up the challenge next, it will be very embarrassing.

There are rules in the Ghost King Arena. If no one challenges you within an hour, you will still be qualified to challenge the challenger.

But the people in the ring faced tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of warriors. It was really rare that so many people didn't dare to stand up and challenge.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the whole place was still silent and no one came forward.

"It seems that I went too far before." Nie Tian shook his head and smiled bitterly. It was quite difficult to stand quietly in the ring for an hour.

Soon, another ten minutes passed, and the one-hour time limit was approaching.

There were hundreds of thousands of people, but within an hour, no one dared to stand up. This was the first time in the history of the Ghost King Arena Tournament.

"Since no one dares to challenge, we can only invite the challenger to come out." Nie Tian smiled faintly and prepared to face the next god challenger.

He really wanted to see who the next god champion of the Ghost Palace would be.

"Wait a minute!" At the last moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded, and then a figure appeared and landed directly on the ring. It turned out to be a very short figure, only the stature of a seven or eight-year-old child.

"Huh?" When Nie Tian saw that person, his eyes darkened and he said in surprise: "It's you!"

The person who appeared at the last moment was none other than the short and thin warrior Nie Tian had seen before, Ouyang Can!

"Ouyang Can!" Mo Yuanwei's eyes tightened when he saw Nie Tian's opponent, and he screamed in surprise.

"Finally someone showed up." The crowd breathed a long sigh of relief at this moment, and their eyes immediately became fiery.

"Yes, it's me." On the stage, Ouyang Can looked at Nie Tian and smiled coldly, and said: "Boy, I don't want to be your enemy. As long as you tell me, where are the two girls from the Mo family? I How about surrendering immediately?"

"Not very good." Nie Tian sneered and said, "Ouyang Can, you overestimate yourself. Do you think you are any threat to me? In this arena, you are no different from anyone else. As long as I If you are willing, I can kill you with one sword!"

The cold voice exudes extreme domineering.

Ouyang Can's strength is in the middle stage of a high-level god. Outside the ring, Nie Tian is not afraid of him at all. On top of the ring, Ouyang Can is suppressed by strong restrictions. How can Nie Tian take him seriously!

"You brat, you..." Ouyang Can's face darkened, he was extremely embarrassed, and he said: "You are too arrogant!"

"I'm arrogant because I have the capital to be arrogant. If you don't want to die, then get out!" Nie Tian responded coldly, with strong murderous intent in his eyes.

"Asshole!" Ouyang Can was completely angered by Nie Tian's arrogance. He was about to go crazy and roared wildly: "You brat, you despise me so much, I will make you pay with your blood!"

The rolling roar fell, and Ouyang Can's figure moved and turned directly into a flying disk-shaped vortex, surging in the mid-air, and released a violent sword intent, which was extremely sharp.

"Is it this weird martial arts again?" Nie Tian saw this and smiled coldly. Then he clenched his fists and the nine dragon veins in his body began to run wildly. Dragon energy condensed on the edge of his fist, surging.

Ouyang Can's strength was stronger than the others, but Nie Tian still didn't want to draw his sword.

To kill Ouyang Can, one punch is enough!