Chapter 1999 It’s a Pity

"The first battle is mine!" Nie Tian heard the referee's voice, his eyes flickered, and he was surprised.

In the first battle of the top 16, his opponent was Zhuo Bufan, which made Nie Tian feel much more at ease.

Among the top 16, each of them was a swordsman of the level of a sword demon, but the strength of the top 16 was very obvious.

Nie Tian was confident that he could fight anyone head-on, but he didn't want to meet a strong man right at the beginning.

Among the top 16, the opponents he least wanted to meet were, first, Holy Sword Canglan, second, Xue'er, third, Fenghuo Binghong, and fourth, the mysterious ghost-faced warrior.

Nie Tian had a rough estimate of the combat power of the top 16. The strongest among them was undoubtedly Holy Sword Canglan. His martial arts strength was in the late stage of the Supreme God, and his swordsmanship reached the realm of advanced sword and martial arts integration. With such strength, even compared with the famous sword masters such as Guiwu Kuangsha, he was not much weaker.

So the opponent Nie Tian least wanted to meet was Holy Sword Canglan.

Nie Tian did not hesitate, and his figure leaped and landed directly on a stone pillar in the sword field. At the same time as his figure fell, Zhuo Bufan's figure also appeared, with a pair of low eyes, staring at Nie Tian.

"Nie Tian, ​​we finally meet." Zhuo Bufan's eyes were sharp and cold.

Before the start of the Xiefeng Sword Contest, Zhuo Bufan had provoked Nie Tian and regarded Nie Tian as his biggest competitor.

Unfortunately, there are too many strong people in the Xiefeng Sword Contest now, and Nie Tian is not the most eye-catching among the top 16.

"Zhuo Bufan, this is the battle you are looking forward to, but it's a pity that your journey to the Xiefeng Sword Contest will end in this battle." Nie Tian smiled lightly, his face was extremely calm. With his current strength, there is really no need to take Zhuo Bufan seriously.

"Really?" Zhuo Bufan smiled coldly, but the corner of his mouth raised a strange smile, and then a terrible sword force rose from his body, and the sword intent spread thousands of meters away and filled the void.

"Hmm?" Seeing this, Nie Tian was stunned for a moment, and said in astonishment: "Your sword realm has broken through to the advanced sword and martial arts integration?"

Nie Tian clearly remembered that Zhuo Bufan was still in the primary sword and martial arts integration realm a few days ago, and he had just been promoted. In just a few days, he could break through in the sword realm one after another. This is simply impossible.

Zhuo Bufan is not the kind of swordsman who is extremely evil. His breakthrough is very strange.

"Nie Tian, ​​are you scared?" Seeing Nie Tian's surprised reaction, Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but sneer and said loudly: "On the road of Xiefeng's sword, no one can stop me. If anyone stops me, there is only one word, death!"

As the word death fell, Zhuo Bufan's eyes surged with extremely strong murderous intent.

"Nie Tian, ​​pay attention to his breath." At this time, the voice of the little fat cat suddenly sounded, reminding Nie Tian.

Nie Tian was stunned for a moment, and then the holographic divine pattern was opened, and he immediately sensed a very familiar breath in Zhuo Bufan's sword intent: the weeping blood sword baby!

Blood-crying sword infant, Nie Tian felt the breath of the blood-crying sword infant in Zhuo Bufan's body, which made his face change instantly.

There is no doubt that Zhuo Bufan's sword skills have broken through one after another, thanks to the blood-crying sword infant.

"Zhuo Bufan, what did you do?" Nie Tian calmed down instantly and roared in a deep voice.

He really didn't expect that Zhuo Bufan would use the blood-crying sword infant in order to go further in the sword debate with Xie Feng.

Nie Tian knew the origin of the blood-crying sword infant without thinking, and it must have been obtained from Xuan Zangfeng.

Zhuo Bufan didn't know what the blood-crying sword infant was at all. He only knew that the blood-crying sword infant could instantly improve his sword skills, which was too tempting for him, so he used the blood-crying sword infant without hesitation.

"This is my business, it has nothing to do with you!" Zhuo Bufan said coldly, his eyes were murderous, "Nie Tian, ​​you should worry about yourself, see if you can walk off the sword field alive."

After the cold voice fell, Zhuo Bufan's aura rose again, and the whole person was like a giant sword standing in the void, extremely terrifying.

Zhuo Bufan's aura attracted everyone's attention, and many people couldn't help but tremble.

"This guy named Zhuo Bufan is really powerful, worthy of being the evil swordsman of the Shenwu Sword Tower, his strength is hidden so deeply, and it has only been revealed now."

"His sword realm has actually reached the advanced sword and martial arts integration realm. With such strength, he is definitely a strong opponent for Nie Tian."

"That's great, I thought this battle would definitely be resolved with one sword, but I didn't expect Zhuo Bufan to hide his strength. Now the battle is interesting."

Everyone thought that Zhuo Bufan had used some method to hide his strength before, and now he just revealed his hidden strength.

In fact, this idea is very reasonable. After all, it is too strange and impossible for a swordsman to improve his sword skills by two levels in a few days.

I am afraid that even strong men like Gongsun Shengji tend to believe that Zhuo Bufan has hidden his sword skills.

Only one person knows the truth, and that is Xuan Zangfeng.

At this time, Xuan Zangfeng was staring at Zhuo Bufan with extremely gloomy eyes, and said coldly in his heart: "Zhuo Bufan, Zhuo Bufan, don't let me down. I used a stronger weeping blood sword infant seed on you, and the original seed was left for Emperor Shitian."

Xuan Zangfeng had specially found a stronger weeping blood sword infant seed for Emperor Shitian before, but later Emperor Shitian already had a weeping blood sword infant in his body in order to save Lian Wuyi.

He didn't want to waste the Blood-Crying Sword Infant, so he found Zhuo Bufan and used the stronger Blood-Crying Sword Infant seed on the latter.

Xuan Zangfeng knew that Zhuo Bufan hated Nie Tian very much because Nie Tian forced Xie Feng to fight the sword earlier, and he wanted to use Zhuo Bufan to kill Nie Tian.

Xuan Zangfeng felt that with Zhuo Bufan's current strength, even if he couldn't kill Nie Tian, ​​he could still cause some damage to the latter, and then Nie Tian would be more likely to die at the hands of others.

He had long seen that the Holy Sword Canglan and the Ghost Face Warrior had no good intentions towards Nie Tian.

Beside Xuan Zangfeng, Gongsun Shengji looked embarrassed. He was not worried that Nie Tian would lose to Zhuo Bufan, but worried that Zhuo Bufan would be killed by Nie Tian if he pushed too hard.

In any case, Zhuo Bufan was a genius of the Shenwu Sword Tower, and Gongsun Shengji certainly didn't want him to die.

On the sword field, Nie Tian looked at Zhuo Bufan indifferently. He didn't want to kill the latter, but just felt a little pity.

Zhuo Bufan is also a genius in swordsmanship. It would be unbearable if he was destroyed by Xuan Zangfeng.

"Nie Tian, ​​make your move!" Zhuo Bufan was full of vigor, and the sword intent around him was like a raging sea, surging around his body, and even the space became violent.

"Zhuo Bufan, it seems that I must face this battle." Nie Tian smiled lightly, and then his body shook, and terrible black runes surged all over his body.

Facing Zhuo Bufan, Nie Tian did not dare to be careless. The three forbidden techniques were activated at the same time, and the momentum of his whole body surged!