Chapter 1648: Arrogant Capital

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

The eyes of the crowd suddenly tightened at this moment, as if they had seen the scene of Nie Tian being smashed into a pulp by a punch.

Nie Tian stood there, like a sharp sword, standing there, motionless.

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

"Bang!" The next moment, there was a muffled sound, and a figure flew backwards directly. The person was still in the air, and he exploded into a ball of blood plasma, and his body was gone.

The sudden scene made everyone's eyes tremble, and they were stunned and showed an expression of disbelief.

"Only this kind of strength dares to be arrogant, it's really courting death." Nie Tian stood there, spoke coldly, his eyes were sharp and murderous.

From beginning to end, he did not move a step, and did not even use the sword. He killed his opponent directly with just the sword intent. His strength was incredible.

"How is this possible?" After a long time, everyone reacted and took a breath of cold air. They still couldn't believe what they saw.

There was a ban on the ring, and the strength of all warriors was the same, the peak of the lower god.

But Nie Tian completely defeated his opponent, and he didn't even unsheath his sword. This was too scary.

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

Nie Tian killed his opponent in seconds just now, just relying on the sharp sword intent. Just from this point, it can be seen that his strength is far more terrible than Mo Yihan.

His opponent is not weak. Even if Mo Yihan opens the Liuxie Sword Seal, he may not be able to kill in seconds with the sword intent.

Mo Yuanwei realized at this time that he underestimated Nie Tian.

In the first battle on the ring, Nie Tian's move 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 terrible swordsman.

"Nie Tian, ​​you really didn't disappoint me." On the highest stand, a pair of cold eyes locked on Nie Tian, ​​murmured and smiled, and seemed very satisfied.

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

Next, it was Nie Tian's big show.

The dozen opponents who appeared in succession were not particularly strong people, and they were all defeated by Nie Tian's sword intent without exception.

He did not kill his opponents, but just defeated them.

In less than half an hour, Nie Tian won 19 games in a row, and the audience was boiling.

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

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

"This kid is too 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 the common people's understanding of martial arts.

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

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

After 19 consecutive victories, Nie Tian only needs to win one more game to challenge the lower-level god ring master.

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

Nie Tian is so scary that everyone is afraid.

And those middle-level gods and upper-level gods dare not take risks, because once they enter the lower-level god ring, they will be oppressed by restrictions and lose their original realm advantages.

In this case, being killed by Nie Tian would be too worthless.

"No one is willing to come?" Nie Tian suddenly raised his head, swept his eyes over everyone, smiled lightly, and his eyes were extremely contemptuous.

If no one accepts 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 can still get the qualification to challenge the champion.

However, the people on the arena are facing tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of warriors. It is rare that so many people do not dare to challenge.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the whole place was still dead silent, and no one stood up.

"It seems that I overacted before." Nie Tian shook his head and smiled bitterly. It was also very difficult to stand quietly on the arena for an hour.

Soon, more than ten minutes passed, and the one-hour time limit was about to expire.

Hundreds of thousands of people, within an hour, no one dared to stand up. This is the first time in the history of the Ghost King Arena.

"Since no one dares to challenge, then the champion can only come out." Nie Tian smiled faintly and prepared to fight the lower-level god champion.

He really wanted to see who the lower-level god champion of the Ghost King Palace would be.

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

"Huh?" Nie Tian saw the man, his eyes sank, and he was surprised: "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 saw Nie Tian's opponent, his eyes tightened, and he screamed in his heart.

"Finally someone appeared." The crowd breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and their eyes became hot.

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

"Not very good." Nie Tian sneered and said: "Ouyang Can, you overestimate yourself. Do you think you are a threat to me? On this stage, you are no different from others. As long as I want, I can kill you with one sword!"

The cold voice was extremely domineering.

Ouyang Can's strength is the middle stage of the upper god. When he is outside the stage, Nie Tian is not afraid of him at all. On the stage, Ouyang Can is suppressed by strong restrictions. How can Nie Tian take him seriously!

"Stinky boy, you..." Ouyang Can's face sank, extremely embarrassed, and said: "You are too arrogant!"

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

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

After the roar, Ouyang Can's figure moved and turned into a flying disc-shaped vortex, surging in the air, releasing violent sword intent, which was extremely sharp.

"Is it this weird martial art again?" Seeing this, Nie Tian smiled coldly, and then clenched his fists. The nine dragon veins in his body started to run wildly, and waves of dragon energy condensed on the fist, surging.

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

One punch was enough to kill Ouyang Can!