Chapter 32 Above the ring

Nie Yuan only took five steps. Suddenly, he heard a fierce roar from the front and back, which made his ears hurt, and he sweated coldly all over his body. He instinctively rushed forward.

Immediately, he heard a loud noise and Nie Taihua's screams. He quickly looked back. Nie Taihua held the sharp blade and flew backwards twenty steps like a broken bag.

It turned out that Nie Yuan only took a few steps, and Nie Taihua instinctively woke up and immediately chased after Nie Yuan. But at this moment, Nie Feng and Nie Jingtian were already ready. Almost in an instant, Nie Taihua was attacked by Nie Feng and Nie Jingtiandi.

After Nie Feng hit Nie Taihua, he quickly came to Nie Yuan's side, helped him up and asked, "Are you all right?"

Nie Yuan was still in shock. He gasped one after another and stabilized his mind and said, "It's okay, it's okay!"

Nie Jingtian saw that Nie Yuan was out of danger and had no scruples. He stepped on the floor and strode to Nie Taihua and said condescendingly, "How's it going?"

Nie Taihua's bones were broken all over his body, like a dead dog curled up on the ground. He was extremely embarrassed and frightened to the extreme. He hurriedly said, "Don't... Don't kill me... What do you want me to do? What do you want me to do?"

Nie Feng appeased Nie Yuan, approached Nie Taihua, stood side by side with Nie Jingtian, and said in a low voice, "I want you to go back to Lin Tianyu and monitor his every move." He turned to Nie Jingtian and continued to say, "Sir, I believe that our Nie family must have a way to let him die as soon as he betrays, right?"

Nie Jingtian's eyes shot out the fine light and said coldly, "There are countless ways, Nie Taihua will not know!"

Nie Taihua trembled all over and said quickly, "No, no, Lin Tianyu is old and refined. You are sending me to a dead end!"

Nie Feng sneered and said, "If you don't agree, you will definitely die. If you agree, there may be a glimmer of life. You can choose for yourself!" After saying that, he stared at Nie Taihua coldly.

Nie Taihua was so anxious that he was in great pain all over his body, moaning and thinking.

After a moment of silence, Nie Taihua said helplessly, "I promise you!"

This is all expected. Nie Feng said to Nie Jingtian, "Sir, he will leave it to you. My task has not been completed yet!"

Nie Jingtian answered and said that Nie Feng did not report about Nie Taihua in the morning, which made Nie Yuan suffer for a few days, and then grabbed Nie Taihua's belt and took it out.

After Nie Jingtian left, Nie Feng's family congratulated each other, and Nie Feng said goodbye to them and returned to the farm space.

The farm space has already undergone earth-shaking changes.

The dense aura makes Nie Feng feel refreshed and energetic. If there is no emergency, Nie Feng will definitely practice immediately and will never waste any time.

Nie Feng went straight to the Lingye Pool. There was a thick wooden bucket in his hand. His wrist shook, and the wooden barrel flew straight to the wooden barrel. Unexpectedly, the Lingye Pool burst into a golden light and flew out with a 'dong' sound.

The wooden barrel swirling on the ground pitifully.

A prompt sound came from Nie Feng's ear: "The gold coins are insufficient, and the spiritual liquid cannot be extracted."

Nie Feng quickly called out the panel, a little on the spiritual liquid pool, and immediately learned that every time he extracted a spiritual liquid, he needed 10 gold coins.

For a moment, Nie Feng only felt that there was a shortage of gold coins, which made it difficult for him to walk.

Turning his mind, he knew that the simplest and most effective way so far is to win the ring, complete the prestige task, get gold coins, get a spiritual liquid, and then treat Liu Feixuan. As for whether to be taken the lead or not, it is only up to fate.

After the plan was clear, Nie Feng left the farm space, asked Nie Jingtian for the best weapon 'wing tooth knife', and hurried to Dongling Mansion.

Through the whole Dongling Mansion, Nie Feng found the ring of the Lin family in the most lively neighborhood.

Nie Song and several little ghosts, when they saw Nie Feng at a glance, ran over happily and said excitedly, "Brother Nie Feng, you are finally willing to come!"

While paying attention to the situation in the ring, Nie Feng interrupted Nie Song and asked, "How's it going?"

Through the lively crowd, Nie Song pointed to the ring and said, "The master of the Lin family did not move, and the master of our family did not move, so the victory or defeat is five or five, but if you don't come, the victory or defeat is unpredictable!"

Suddenly, the crowd burst into cheers. It turned out that a child of the Nie family failed and fell from the ring awkwardly. Fortunately, the children of the Nie family immediately came forward to pick up and take care of him without being laughed at.

Nie Feng walked over and looked at the man's injury. He saw that his chest was sunken, his flesh and blood were turned over, and he spit blood foam at his mouth, and the injury was very serious. Nie Feng quickly asked people to send the wounded away, and then carefully looked at the young people in the ring.

The man was taller than ordinary people, with a straight figure, like a javelin, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. He glanced at him and finally fixed it on Nie Feng. He smiled coldly and waved to Nie Feng devocatively.

Without waiting for Nie Feng to ask, Nie Song whispered, "This is Lin Bao, a master of refining the body. Among the young generation, only Lin Junyi can suppress him!"

Nie Feng smiled carelessly and was about to go on stage to disarray his prestige. Suddenly, someone around him shouted, "Lin Bao, you don't deserve to fight with Nie Feng. I'll meet you!" After the sound fell, the man jumped on the ring vigorously and confronted Lin Bao.

Nie Feng has some impression of this person. He is Nie Sheng, a descendant of Nie Jinghai. He has good strength and is also a master of refining the body.

Between Nie Feng's thinking, Nie Sheng had already teamed up with Lin Bao. The two of them punched their bare hands like electricity, and the sound of 'banging' was continuous.

Nie Sheng is good at using his palm, opening and closing, and sinking vigorously. Each palm pats the air 'huh'.

Lin Bao is good at using claws, which are fast, sharp and changeable. Each claw grabs the air.

The audience of good things shouted loudly under the ring, for fear that the world would not be chaotic.

The two fought for a long time, but Nie Sheng finally failed. He was clawed through his shoulder by Lin Bao, broke his ribs and flew off the ring. Nie Feng was anxious and was like lightning. He came forward to catch him and give it to the logistics personnel.

Nie Sheng suddenly grabbed Nie Feng and whispered, "Lin Bao's vitality consumes a lot. Fight quickly. Your real opponent is Lin Junyi!" After saying that, Nie Sheng was carried away for treatment.

Only then did Nie Feng understand that Nie Sheng did not want to show off, but to help him consume Lin Bao's physical strength and prepare for his victory over Lin Junyi.

Nie Sheng's behavior made Nie Feng ignite and his blood surging.

He stepped and jumped into the ring with a 'swish'.

Only then did he know that the reason why the ring could withstand the battle of two masters of practicing strength was that the ring was made of special stone.

Lin Bao was out of breath and exhausted, but he also straightened up and smiled, "The shrinking turtle finally dares to come up!"

Nie Feng looked at him like an idiot and sneered, "People at the end of the road, get out of here. You are not qualified to talk to me!"

When Lin Bao heard the words, he was immediately so angry that he ran away. His ten fingers turned into claws, which shocked his vitality and grabbed Nie Feng fiercely: "The supreme Rasha claw!"

The ten fingers shook, and the sound of 'wooing' was like a ghost crying and howling, one claw connected with one claw, like the arrival of hell, which actually affected the spirit.

Nie Feng's body is like Taiyue, sneering, using his hands to replace the knife, and the peak of his knife, like a bright star, is fiercely cut off. In an instant, the twelve-knife moves were extremely exquisite and unparalleled, which forced Lin Bao to breathe and changed his moves repeatedly.

However, his martial arts cultivation is far less than Nie Feng.

The high and low were separated almost in an instant. With a 'clink', Nie Feng's hand knife cut Lin Bao's wrist fiercely, making Lin Bao tremble all over, and unexpectedly broke the important bone joints all over his body with a little shock. Lin Bao's scream had not yet come out. Nie Feng's arrow-like toes kicked Lin Bao's stomach fiercely and penetrated through the body, making Lin Bao in pain. He hit the ring and roared wildly.

Nie Feng clapped his hands and said coldly, "This is for my Nie family!"

From the beginning to now, the audience has already held their breath. It was not until now that they reacted and burst into a deafening applause. Especially Nie Song and others were so excited that they jumped up and down and roared, "Nye Feng, you must win!"

' Nie Feng, you will win!' A word was immediately passed on, forming a wave of sound waves.

In the ring, a man dressed in blue clothes and holding a sword was twenty-one or two years old. His eyes were as bright as stars. When he saw Lin Bao's defeat, it was contrary to the angry attitude of the Lin family. His body floated down and a curious smile surged up on his face: "Nie Feng, I just heard your name recently. I didn't expect that your martial arts was about to be close. It's in the way!"

As he spoke, he brushed his hand and sent Lin Bao back to the top of the ring. In the position of the Lin family, he stared at Nie Feng.

Nie Feng saw that he raised his hands and feet, not only like the spring breeze, but also like the sharp sword, indescribable strangeness. He was careless and lacked interest, "Don't talk nonsense. I don't have time to waste time with you. Let's take action!"

At the moment when the two confronted each other, they had already quietly heard the needle. They urgently wanted to know whether Lin Junyi, who was famous for his excellent talent and rejection of Xianzong, was powerful, or Nie Feng, who had recently emerged from a different army and had a high reputation.

Nie Feng's words made them suddenly open their eyes and dare not blink at all, so as not to miss the key.

Lin Junyi smiled faintly and shook his head: "You are too arrogant, and martial arts can only stop here!" Pick up, spring breeze, sword and rain!" After his words fell, a strange momentum rose on his body. Life and death, killing and rescue rose at the same time.

At that moment, Nie Feng only felt that Lin Junyi was full of sword spirit and pervasive, like a spring breeze.

It was not until Lin Junyi took action that Nie Feng felt that the other party did not gain a false reputation, but also cheered up. The 'wing tooth knife' was split in the palm of his hand, and the knife method was domineering and boundless.

'Ding Ding...'

The endless sound of swords spread out, making everyone's hearts full of blood. They just heard the sound, and they couldn't see the movements of Nie Feng and Lin Junyi clearly. The speed of these two people is too fast!

Between the swords and shadows, there was only a breath-holding sound, and every sound seemed to be on their hearts.