Chapter 3222 Who Is the Ant?

"Domain ant, die!" In the sky, the ghost-faced warrior's cold voice sounded, sinister and arrogant.

As long as the black light fell, Feng Wanhong would be dead.

"Heavenly Sword Against the Sun!" However, at this moment, a low roar sounded, and then a figure soared into the sky. Before the person arrived, the sword shadow had arrived, and it forcibly smashed the killing black light and saved Feng Wanhong.

Feng Wanhong's eyes trembled, and he was stunned for a moment, looking at a silver-haired figure in the distance, shocked.

He didn't expect that the person who shot at the critical moment was Nie Tian.

He didn't expect that Nie Tian could actually block the attack of the ghost-faced warrior.

"Huh?" The sudden scene made the ghost-faced warrior stunned, his face instantly became evil, and his eyes were like a poisonous wolf, staring at Nie Tian, ​​and his anger and murderous intent could no longer be controlled.

But when he sensed the strength of Nie Tian, ​​the expression on his face was instantly replaced by shock.

"Fourth-level pseudo-saint strength?" The ghost-faced warrior couldn't believe his eyes. The person who blocked his attack was actually a fourth-level pseudo-saint warrior.

A fourth-level pseudo-saint warrior from the domain world blocked the attack of him, a ninth-level pseudo-saint warrior from the Saint Realm. Is this possible?

"Ant, who are you?" The next moment, the ghost-faced warrior calmed down, his eyes were extremely gloomy, as if he wanted to swallow Nie Tian.

"Kill your people!" Nie Tian's mouth twitched, his eyes were extremely cold, and he spit out four words coldly. The murderous intent in his body was like substance, extremely sharp.

"Kill me?" The ghost-faced warrior's eyes sank, and then he laughed wildly, shouting contemptuously: "A mere fourth-level pseudo-saint ant from the domain world also wants to kill me, it's ridiculous!"

The arrogant laughter showed that the ghost-faced warrior didn't take Nie Tian seriously at all.

With his identity and strength, there was really no need to take Nie Tian seriously.

"Ant, do you think that if you can block my move, you will be able to fight me? You will soon know that ants are destined to be trampled!" The ghost-faced warrior laughed wildly, and the momentum of his whole body surged wildly, turning into violent magic power that filled the sky and impacted the void.

"Humph!" Nie Tian twitched the corner of his mouth, smiled coldly, and said: "You say others are ants, then what are you? Today I will let you know that ants also have dignity, and ants will also resist!"

"Today, I will step on your head and let you taste what it feels like to be trampled by ants!"

The low voice was arrogant and violent.

At this moment, Nie Tian was really angry.

This ghost-faced warrior kept calling him ants.

It was as if in his eyes, the people in the domain were all ants, and they could all be trampled at will.

Today, he, Nie Tian, ​​would let the ghost-faced warrior understand that even ants have dignity and must resist!

"Ant, you are looking for death!" The ghost-faced warrior looked at Nie Tian, ​​and was stunned for a while, then reacted, roared, and then released violent power, and endless demonic energy was like a huge wave during a tsunami, pressing towards Nie Tian frantically.

"Nine Limits of the Starry Sky, Heaven Slash!" Nie Tian's eyes sank, and the sword intent of his whole body was released in an instant, and the Starry Sky Slash slashed wildly, and the terrifying sword shadow rushed towards the endless demonic energy.

And his figure also rushed over at this moment.

"Nie Tian!" Feng Wanhong saw this scene, his eyes trembled, and he screamed.

He never thought that Nie Tian would be so fierce.

Nie Tian was in mid-air, surrounded by demonic energy, and countless bloody holes appeared all over his body.

These demonic energies seemed powerful, but they were actually sharp.

At this time, Nie Tian felt as if he was torn by countless sharp blades, and his whole body was about to collapse.

"Stupid, you only have the strength of a fourth-level pseudo-saint, but you dare to rush into my magic energy. This is courting death!" The ghost-faced warrior roared wildly, extremely violent.

The magic energy in the surrounding space contained a very terrible strangling force. Even a ninth-level pseudo-saint warrior could not bear it, let alone the fourth-level pseudo-saint strength after Nie Tian.

"Boom!" But before his laughter fell, a sword shadow broke through the magic energy and whistled out.

"Bang!" Caught off guard, the ghost-faced warrior was actually hit and flew backwards. Although he was not injured, he was very embarrassed.

The next moment, Nie Tian's figure broke through the magic energy, and his whole body was filled with sword intent, like a giant sword against the sky, sharp and terrible.

"You..." The ghost-faced warrior looked at Nie Tian with a look of horror.

Nie Tian, ​​a fourth-level pseudo-saint, actually broke through the magic energy. How is this possible?

"Hmph! Is this your strength?" Nie Tian sneered, his eyes cold and contemptuous, and said loudly: "Now tell me, who is the real ant?"

"Damn it!" The ghost-faced warrior's eyes trembled, and he roared, and suddenly stretched out a hand, and endless demonic energy appeared, and then a black light whistled out, and it actually tore the space directly and attacked Nie Tian.

"Boom!" The terrible black light, in the void, turned into a dark beast, extremely fierce, and pounced on Nie Tian fiercely.

Nie Tian's eyes condensed slightly, and he reacted instantly, and a sword slashed out, and the wings of the star soul appeared behind him, and his figure exploded back.

However, he was still a step slower, leaving a bloody wound on his chest.

"Nie Tian!" Feng Wanhong saw this scene, his eyes trembled, and he screamed.

He was defeated by the ghost-faced warrior with one move, and his martial arts heart was hit hard, and he was almost collapsed.

But seeing Nie Tian, ​​who only had the strength of a fourth-level pseudo-saint, resisting, his heart was immediately filled with blood!

"Ant! How can you fight me with your strength?" The ghost-faced warrior sneered and roared violently.

"Really?" Nie Tian smiled coldly, and his blood was surging. The sword intent around him became extremely sharp, as if he wanted to tear everything apart.

Burning blood, urging sword intent, pushing the martial body to the limit, Nie Tian wanted to burst out with stronger power!

"Nie Tian, ​​I will fight side by side with you!" Feng Wanhong saw this scene, and his blood was boiling. He roared, and the icy air in his body was wildly blooming, like a tsunami, surging.

"Humph! Two ants put together, they are still ants!" The ghost-faced warrior shouted in a low and murderous voice with a cold look.

He just underestimated Nie Tian's strength, so he was a little embarrassed.

But now, he was going to be serious, so Nie Tian and Feng Wanhong had no chance.

"Blood Devouring the Sky, Kill!" At this moment, Nie Tian roared, and his figure moved instantly, like a startled rainbow, and the blood-colored sword shadow whistled in the air, and the whole world was filled with blood.

"Kill!" At the same time, Feng Wanhong's voice also sounded, furious like thunder, a cold ice blade, tearing through the space, and the world was extremely cold and murderous.

Nie Tian and Feng Wanhong joined forces to attack the ghost-faced warrior!