Chapter 2497: Passionate

Nie Tian's eyes fixed, looking at Zizhu Liulan, and he exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

Fortunately, Zizhu Liulan acted in time, otherwise, Nie Tian would most likely be injured.

Kuimujun is not a former half-saint, but he is a real peak powerhouse in the God Realm.

With Nie Tian's current strength, the strongest combat power is a half-step peak powerhouse, and he can't fight with a peak powerhouse in the God Realm at all.

"Kuimujun, are you crazy?" Zizhu Liulan moved, protecting Nie Tian behind him, and growled coldly.

"Humph!" Kuimujun smiled coldly, staring at Nie Tian with a low gaze, and actually said: "This sect master must kill this kid today, whoever dares to stop me will die with him!"

"Madman!" Zizhu Liulan shouted, and her whole body's momentum also rose wildly.

Nie Tian is her hope to save Mu Hongliu, and she will never allow Nie Tian to get into trouble.

In the sky, Kuimujun and Zizhu Liulan confronted each other strongly, and a battle was about to break out.

"Stop!" But at this moment, a deep voice sounded.

Then, an old man in gray appeared, and behind him stood several warriors.

Nie Tian's eyes slightly focused, and his spiritual sense sensed the past, and immediately found that the old man in gray was a former peak of the Divine Realm, and the people behind him were all half-step peak strongmen.

"The strength of Wanchongshan Sect is so strong!" Nie Tian frowned and said in his heart.

"Third Elder!" Kuimujun and Zizhu Liulan saw the old man in gray appear, and their expressions changed at the same time. Then they bowed and shouted respectfully.

The person who came was none other than the third elder of the main sect of Wanchongshan, whose status was higher than that of the sect leader of the branch sect.

"The two major sect leaders fought at their doorsteps, how shameful!" The figure of the third elder came, and his eyes swept over Kuimujun and Zizhu Liulan, and he scolded coldly.

"I know my mistake." Kuimujun quickly admitted his mistake, with a respectful face.

Zizhu Liulan frowned slightly, but did not say much.

Seeing this, the third elder said nothing more, and his attitude became much calmer. He said, "I'm really sorry, there was something urgent in the sect, so I kept you waiting for a long time. Please follow me, both of you."

As he spoke, the third elder moved and prepared to enter the Wanzhong Mountain.

"Wait!" But at this moment, a voice sounded.

"Hmm?" The third elder's eyes condensed, and he turned around suddenly. Seeing that the person who spoke was a silver-haired warrior, his face suddenly sank, and he said coldly, "What do you want?"

The silver-haired warrior who suddenly spoke was none other than Nie Tian.

"Lord Third Elder, just before you came, this First Sect Master had insulted our Seventh Sect." Nie Tian said calmly, "I want to challenge the disciples of the First Sect on behalf of the Seventh Sect. Can you please be a witness, Lord Third Elder?"

"Hmm?" The Third Elder looked at Nie Tian, ​​his face became even gloomier, and said coldly: "Young man, with your strength, have you really thought about challenging the people of the First Sect?"

The Third Elder looked at Nie Tian with contempt, and that expression clearly said: You are a late Supreme God warrior, challenging the peak Supreme God warrior, isn't it looking for death?

"Lord Third Elder, I have thought about it." Nie Tian certainly knew what the Third Elder was thinking, and said loudly: "My strength may not be strong, but I can't let others insult me."

"This challenge is not only for my personal dignity, but also for the honor of my Seventh Sect."

"Even if I die in battle, I will die without regrets!"

He said excitedly and passionately.

Zizhu Liulan and Sanzun watched from the side and almost laughed.

They knew how strong Nie Tian was. He had defeated a half-step peak strongman with one sword.

Unless there was a half-step peak strongman in the First Sect, it was impossible for him to be Nie Tian's opponent.

The Third Elder frowned slightly, and his face changed a lot when he looked at Nie Tian. After thinking for a while, he said solemnly: "Okay, since you are so courageous, this elder will be a witness."

As he said that, he turned to look at Kuimujun and asked: "First Sect Master, can your First Sect accept the challenge?"

"In this case, my First Sect will certainly not shrink back." Kuimujun smiled coldly, looking at Nie Tian with extremely cold eyes.

In fact, he was still thinking about this matter just now, but he was embarrassed to say it out loud.

He didn't expect that Nie Tian actually took the initiative to bring it up, which really hit the mark for him.

"Who of you is willing to accept his challenge?" Then, Kuimujun turned to look at the eight people behind him and asked loudly.

"Master, let me do it!"

"Master, let me do it!"

"Master, let me do it!"

Eight warriors spoke up one after another, very enthusiastic, all wanting to fight with Nie Tian.

They knew that Nie Tian was a warrior in the late stage of the Supreme God, and they all wanted to take this opportunity to defeat Nie Tian and win glory for the First Sect.

By the way, they could also show their faces in front of the three elders and others.

In their eyes, Nie Tian was just a small scum, who could be killed in one move.

Killing a small scum, but getting the favor of the master or even the main sect, such a good thing, where can you find it.

"Father, let me do it." At this time, a warrior who looked very cold spoke up, and said solemnly, his voice was low and murderous.

Nie Tian looked at the man, his eyes slightly condensed, and he was surprised in his heart: "This guy is actually a half-step peak strongman!"

The cold warrior looked very young, with handsome features, as if cut by a knife.

In terms of appearance alone, the cold warrior was a hundred streets ahead of Kuimu Jun.

But he is Kuimujun's son, Kuimu Jingchen!

"Jingchen, you'd better not do it. It's too bullying." Kuimujun smiled faintly, but did not let Kuimu Jingchen do it. Instead, he pointed at a warrior and said, "Kuimu Rui, you come."

"Thank you, Lord Sect Master!" The warrior named Kuimu Rui's eyes trembled, and he was overjoyed, as if he had picked up a treasure.

"Kuimu Rui, be careful, this kid's strength is weird." But at this time, Kuimu Jingchen came to Kuimu Rui and said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, brother Jingchen, a trash in the late stage of the Supreme God, how weird can it be." Kuimu Rui didn't care about Kuimu Jingchen's reminder at all, and said with a smile.

Kuimu Jingchen frowned, and his face showed deep worry.

Then, Kuimu Rui moved and leaped into the sky, shouting arrogantly: "You little bastard, hurry up and die."

Nie Tian's mouth twitched, he smiled coldly, and murmured: "One of us is indeed going to die, but it's not me."

After that, he moved and rushed into the sky, facing Kuimu Rui in the air.

Everyone looked at the two of them, but their expressions were different.

The people of the Seventh Sect all looked indifferent, they knew Nie Tian's strength and he would never lose.

The people of the First Sect looked proud, they also felt that Kuimu Rui would not lose.

Only Kuimu Jingchen looked worried.

"This kid doesn't look that stupid, is he hiding his strength?" The third elder looked at Nie Tian, ​​frowned, and said in confusion.

From Nie Tian's words and deeds, he inferred that the latter was an extremely smart person and would not do stupid things to seek death.

In a vague way, he felt that the result of this battle would probably surprise him.