Chapter 443 The Courman of the Knife!
(The third update!)
The entry of the wilderness owner was just a small episode, and in the end, everyone's eyes focused on the two people. This should be the most fierce battle in the eight wilderness, and it is also a rare battle in the eight wilderness.
It is believed that this battle will hardly be surpassed in the next few hundred years. It's not because the two are strong, but because their age difference is too big.
One is over 100 years old, and the other is just over 20 years old. This is a shocking scene.
Fei Mo felt nervous in the realm of the tunnel for the first time. He gently turned his palm, and the vitality around him was sucked dry in an instant, and his single palm was split.
Nie Tianming took a deep breath. Fei Mo's attack did not use any martial arts, because the pure vitality attack was enough. At present, he didn't dare to be careless. His eyes were cold, and his spirit gathered quickly and took it straight over.
The seemingly soft collision between the two forces is actually extremely dangerous. The air has completely changed, becoming extremely gloomy and extremely cold.
Under his fingers, Fei Mo gently shook it twice, and then said angrily, "It's over. How can you provoke the tunnel!"
Suddenly, the vitality around him was suddenly sucked dry, and this trend did not seem to stop. Feimo's body floated into the air with the rise of vitality.
There is almost no vitality in the air, and the range absorbed by Fei Mo immediately doubled from ten miles of the blood sect to twenty miles.
Nie Tianming looked at all this with a gloomy face. His feet stepped on the ground heavily and rushed up. He wanted to look at Fei Mo face to face. Even if he could absorb the vitality of the whole blood clan, Nie Tianming was not afraid.
Thirty miles...
Forty miles...
A hundred miles...
Finally, it stopped, and the vitality within a hundred miles was drained. The strong men in the blood city looked like earth one by one, feeling that they had been abandoned by this world.
Within a hundred miles, without vitality, the normal ventilation of the strong becomes difficult. And those who are at a low level feel some pain in the body and a feeling of acupuncture.
These disciples under Nie Tianming's feet are even more sad, and the pain has far exceeded the attack of the head Gao just now. And the high leader, who had just been seriously injured, finally did not withstand such a strong vitality consumption and fainted.
Nie Tianming looked at Fei Mo coldly. His hair was not completely white, and he didn't even look as old as the high master below, but this was the strongest opponent he had ever seen.
"Hung buzz..."
The calculation core has finally started. Even if the vitality around him has been absorbed by him, what can he do? Can it stop Nie Tianming from absorbing the spiritual breath of heaven and earth? Can it stop him from absorbing the vitality a hundred miles away?
"Kkakaka..."
A light green light slowly shot out, which looked so peaceful, but its power was extremely frightened. Just when people thought that there was no more vitality to absorb, Nie Tianming's palm turned over heavily.
Suddenly, people feel that a new vitality is constantly emerging from the ground, like a sweet spring, flowing through their hearts. Flowed through their dry cough bodies.
Those people absorbed it like hunger and thirsty to relieve the pain on their bodies. They were full of gratitude and respect for Nie Tianming in the sky.
They also seem to realize that maybe the end of Xue Xiu really becomes Fei Mo. Although they have become strong, it seems that their hearts are no longer free. They sat cross-legged, receiving new vitality, new strength, and Nie Tianming's new will.
"Hahahaha..."
"Do you think you can defeat me?" Fei Mo roared crazily and scratched his palm quickly. Nie Tianming did not greet him. His body changed and moved to the side.
The palm of his hand kept turning, as if he were sowing hope, and he ignored the Fermo.
Fei Mo is even more angry, and every palm can also destroy this blood sect. But every palm seemed insignificant in front of Nie Tianming. He could always dodge easily, making dozens of roars in the air.
The timid have already been scared to death. Those strong people keep trembling and worshiping the dozens of loud noises.
However, several five-level arithmeticians feel another difference. It is a special power, the spiritual breath, and the breath of the earth, the sky, and the breath of all things.
All the breath slowly floated from the ground and high in front of Nie Tianming. Nie Tianming has never been so calm at this moment, so calm that it makes people feel terrible.
Fei Mo still kept attacking, and each punch seemed to gather all the power around him, but it was still resolved by the power between Nie Tianming's fingers.
"Well, it's time to end!" Nie Tianming smiled gently, and all the previous calm was waiting for the outbreak at this moment.
"All the arithmetics, listen to me and lend me your breath quickly!" Nie Tianming roared loudly at the arithmetic on the ground.
Those arithmeticians excitedly drove the calculation nucleus, and the spiritual breath in his body slowly entered his body with Nie Tianming's Tianfu.
A horrible black hole immediately formed around Nie Tianming, absorbing all the power, and suddenly the speed became faster and faster, like swallowing everything. The speed was several times faster than that of Fei Mo. Nie Tianming pulled out the ink knife and cut it heavily.
"Ah!!!" Fei Mo shouted in horror.
The power of this knife is infinite. This knife is full of a hundred years of hatred. This knife is the most terrible blow of the six-level arithmetic!
When the night comes, people can't see a glimmer of light. They can only feel the fierce murderous spirit brought by Nie Tianming's knife, as well as the touch of the heart.
The barren master fell from the barren chair in panic and felt that this knife was cut on him, because this knife was domineering to the sky and the domineering anger of people!
Everyone can feel the courage of this knife and the hope after the knife is broken!
"Kkakaka..."
The sky was like a burst, making a terrible sound, and at the same time, there was also the ghost crying and howling of Feimo.
"Femon, all this is your destiny! Let's die!" The night dispersed, and people saw Nie Tianming carrying an ink knife again, so powerful as if it were falling from the sky.
"You are delusional, you..." Fei Mo roared unwillingly. If Nie Tianming came over again, he didn't know how many times he could support it.
"No, Tianming, this guy is going to enter the earth and is ready to escape!" Master Hu suddenly saw a strange smile in Fei Mo's eyes and immediately realized it.
Nie Tianming obviously did not expect that the other party could get into the way of the earth to escape from the eight wilderness, and he also felt a little tricky.
"Femon, are you going to run for your life? Eat me first!" Nie Tianming cut it again, and a force looked at it like destruction.
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