Chapter 503: A Sword to Overcome the Gods

Nie Tian's aura erupted like a volcano. It was calm as water in the last second, but it was violent as fire in the next moment.

The soaring sword intent and the awe-inspiring aura made it hard to imagine how a young warrior could burst out such a terrifying power.

Mo Lei finally realized that something was wrong, but it was too late. The awe in his eyes gradually turned into fear.

The next moment, the awe-inspiring sword intent condensed into a gorgeous and ruthless streamer sword shadow, cutting through the darkness of the surrounding space, breaking through the dark clouds on all sides, and blasting down.

"Boom!" A violent sword fell coldly, and in a bloody light, it directly killed Mo Lei's life.

One sword, really just one sword!

To kill Mo Lei, Nie Tian only used one sword, and he didn't use a sword at all, but the power of a sword burst out by the sword intent.

Everyone was stunned, and the shock in their hearts was all written on their faces.

Neither Wanqi Rong and others, nor Tang Shisan and others expected this result.

Mo Lei was a fifth-level True Yuan expert, and he couldn't even block Nie Tian's naturally explosive sword. This was too shocking and completely unacceptable.

Everyone was stunned for a few seconds, and finally reacted.

"He, he, his strength has been promoted to the sixth level of True Yuan!" Mo Feng was the first to notice something was wrong, pointing at Nie Tian, ​​his voice trembling, his eyes horrified.

"Huh?" Wanqi Rong and others were stunned at the same time, and suddenly found that it was true. The muscles on their faces twitched, and they couldn't believe such a weird thing.

In just a moment, it was absolutely impossible to directly rise from the ninth level of Giant Spirit to the sixth level of True Yuan.

Even if you eat natural materials and treasures, it is impossible to instantly improve your strength.

There are very few things that can instantly improve your strength, and the most common one is the Explosive Yuan Pill.

"Explosive Yuan Pill!" Wanqi Rong suddenly thought of this possibility, and then looked at Nie Tian's aura, it was really the breath of the Explosive Yuan Pill.

From the ninth level of Giant Spirit to the sixth level of True Yuan, what level of Explosive Yuan Pill did Nie Tian take? Fifth level? Sixth level? Or seventh level?

He only has the strength of the ninth level of Giant Spirit, how could he possibly bear the power of a high-level Explosive Yuan Pill?

Wanqi Rong suddenly thought of Nie Tian's ferocious and terrifying face just now, which was actually suppressing the power of the Explosive Yuan Pill in his body!

This madman, he actually took the Explosive Yuan Pill while fighting with Mo Lei!

This extremely crazy behavior, I'm afraid only a madman like Nie Tian can do it.

"He actually took a sixth-level Explosive Yuan Pill!" Hu Xiaoli immediately saw the clue, and a sharp murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Mo Feng and Qiu Wuhen were suddenly stunned. They never thought that Nie Tian would dare to take a sixth-level Explosive Yuan Pill.

The terrifying power of the sixth-level Explosive Yuan Pill, even Mo Feng and Qiu Wuhen, who are warriors of the first level of the Divine Wheel Realm, may not be able to bear it.

"Brother Mo, let's attack together! Kill him!" Qiu Wuhen glanced at Mo Feng, and wanted to join forces to kill Nie Tian.

Hearing Qiu Wuhen's words, Nie Tian suddenly remembered that it was Qiu Wuhen who called on Mo Feng Wu Mang to join forces before, which severely injured Ye Lao.

Suddenly, he could not suppress his anger and roared: "Qiu Wuhen, I will kill you first!"

"Just you?" Qiu Wuhen smiled coldly, and was very disdainful of Nie Tian. Even if the other party took the Explosive Yuan Pill, he did not believe that the latter could truly exert the strength of a sixth-level warrior of the True Yuan.

"Die!" Nie Tian did not waste words with Qiu Wuhen, and spit out a word from his teeth. The killing intent in his body spread over, covering the surroundings, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

If Qiu Wuhen was not so shameless, Ye Lao would not have become what he is now. This person should be held responsible for Ye Lao's affairs.

"One sword Lingshen!" Taking a step forward, Nie Tian's momentum became stronger and stronger, and the surging sword intent was agitated. The sword in his hand, Juetianzhan, appeared. With one sword, endless sword intent surged out like rolling waves.

"Boom!" A sword shadow appeared in the air, and the sword energy burst out in an instant, and the majestic momentum pressed down like a thunderous mountain.

Qiu Wuhen realized something was wrong and slapped out with his palm. Although his momentum was not weak, it was inferior to Nie Tian.

Under the restriction of the dark forest, Nie Tian and Qiu Wuhen were both only at the fifth level of true essence.

But Nie Tian was a swordsman who had condensed the sword intent, and the proud sword technique was a super-sky-level sword technique. One of the three advanced styles, the sword that soared the gods, had already taken shape. At this time, Qiu Wuhen was simply unable to resist.

"Shua!" The brilliant sword light fell, clean and neat, without the slightest drag. A terrifying deep mark appeared on the ground, a pool of blood flowed, and on both sides were bloody corpses that were cut into two pieces.

Under the sword, Qiu Wuhen had no power to fight back, and was directly cut into two pieces by Nie Tian!

"Hiss! Hiss!" The horrifying scene, even the giant snake Xiuxiu swallowed its tongue, and its huge head stagnated in mid-air.

Others were even more stunned, and the shock in their hearts was beyond words.

Killing Mo Lei with one sword, and then killing Qiu Wuhen with another sword, Nie Tian's power is outrageous.

After a while, everyone reacted and their faces eased a little.

In fact, it is normal to think about it. When Nie Tian was at the fourth level of Ju Ling, he could fight against the warriors of Zhen Yuan Realm. Now with the blessing of the Yuan Dan, his strength has reached the sixth level of Zhen Yuan. Even if he can only exert the power of the fifth level of Zhen Yuan, he can definitely fight against the warriors of the ninth level of Zhen Yuan.

Although Qiu Wuhen is a warrior of the Divine Wheel Realm, he cannot exert the true strength of a warrior of the Divine Wheel Realm under the restriction of the Dark Forest, so his true combat power is not much stronger than Mo Lei.

"It's your turn!" Nie Tian killed Qiu Wuhen with a sword, with a strong killing intent, a fierce momentum, and a cold gaze locked on Mo Feng, speaking coldly.

Mo Feng's eyes trembled, his throat rolled, his face turned as white as paper, and he involuntarily stepped back and hid behind Wan Qirong.

He and Qiu Wuhen were equally powerful. The latter couldn't withstand Nie Tian's sword, so how could he withstand it.

"Hmph!" A cold mocking voice sounded, and Nie Tian's eyes were full of contempt, and he shouted loudly: "Is the dignified elder of the Mo family a rat?"

Mo Feng looked at Nie Tian with deep fear and did not dare to look at him. Life was the most important thing at this time, and even being laughed at twice would not be fatal.

"City Lord Wan, your dog doesn't dare to challenge anymore. Is it your turn to take action?" Nie Tian took a step forward again, stared at Wan Qirong, and smiled coldly.

Ye Laoxian was seriously injured by Wan Qirong, so this person is also a mortal enemy.

"Trash!" Wan Qirong glared at Mo Feng fiercely, then turned her attention to Nie Tian and said coldly: "With the help of the power obtained from the sixth-level Exploding Yuan Dan, how long can you last?"

Although Nie Tian killed Qiu Wuhen with one sword, for Wan Qirong, this strength was far from enough.

The strength of others is suppressed by restrictions, but her six-character ghost speech technique is very weird, and the suppression is relatively small, allowing her to display the strength of a ninth-level warrior of true essence.

"It's enough to kill you." Nie Tian smiled coldly, and the murderous intent in Nie Tian's body surged again, reaching the ultimate height. The area within hundreds of meters was filled with strong murderous intent.