Chapter 3237: Not Qualified

Yuwen Ji stood coldly in the sky, with a terrible aura surging through his body, and his eyes were fixed on Baili Shengxue, violent and ferocious.

Baili Shengxue rescued Feng Wanhong, which made him very angry, and he continued to challenge Baili Shengxue directly.

Baili Shengxue stood there, with an indifferent face, and his face was pale and could not be concealed.

He was very weak to begin with, and he just forced his move to save Feng Wanhong.

At this time, his internal aura was already a little unstable, and it was impossible for him to fight with Yuwen Ji.

Yuwen Ji must have noticed this, so he challenged Baili Shengxue in public.

Everyone's eyes first condensed, and then they all looked at Baili Shengxue, waiting for the latter's response.

Yuwen Ji defeated Feng Wanhong with great force, and he was already the second among the nine princes. If he continued to fight with Baili Shengxue, it would definitely be very exciting.

But at this time, Baili Shengxue had a gloomy face and did not speak for a long time.

He was too seriously injured, and the sword just now almost exhausted his remaining strength.

If he forced a fight with Yuwen Ji, it would be tantamount to humiliating himself.

"Bai Li Sheng Xue, you are the first person, are you afraid?" Yuwen Ji saw Bai Li Sheng Xue didn't speak, smiled coldly, and challenged arrogantly.

Bai Li Sheng Xue's face was gloomy, and he took a step slowly, ready to speak.

"Yuwen Ji, if you want to fight, I will fight with you." But at this time, a low voice sounded, and then a silver-haired figure appeared in the air, looking at Yuwen Ji calmly.

Bai Li Sheng Xue turned around and saw Nie Tian's figure, and couldn't help frowning.

He knew that Nie Tian was not comparable to ordinary warriors, but Yuwen Ji's strength was definitely not to be underestimated.

After all, Nie Tian only had the fifth-level pseudo-saint cultivation, which was too different from Yuwen Ji.

"You?" Yuwen Ji frowned, looked at Nie Tian and sneered, saying: "A fifth-level pseudo-saint scum, dare to stand up and act arrogantly? Do I, Yuwen Ji, look like a weak person?"

"Get out of here!" Yuwen Ji roared, his whole body was full of momentum, and with a wave of his hand, a powerful momentum bloomed, turning into a rolling wave, pressing towards Nie Tian.

Everyone's eyes trembled, such a terrible power was enough to kill a fifth-level pseudo-saint in an instant.

"Boom!" Nie Tian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his face was indifferent, without any fear, but his body shook, and a terrible sword force surged all over his body, and he actually broke through Yuwen Ji's oppression.

He stood high in the sky, without moving a bit.

"Huh!" The weird scene made everyone surprised, and they looked at Nie Tian with strange eyes.

The momentum released by Yuwen Ji just now was enough to kill a fifth-level pseudo-saint in an instant.

Nie Tian's strength is just that of a fifth-order pseudo-saint, but why didn't he die, and even remain motionless like a bell, with a powerful aura like a rainbow.

This is really strange!

"Interesting." Yuwen Ji looked at Nie Tian, ​​was stunned at first, then his eyes sank, and a sharp murderous intent rose from the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly.

He didn't expect that this completely inconspicuous silver-haired warrior in front of him was so strong.

However, he obviously didn't take Nie Tian seriously.

Nie Tian's strength is relative to warriors of the same level.

But Yuwen Ji is a ninth-order pseudo-saint warrior, how could he look down on a fifth-order pseudo-saint warrior.

"Now, can I be your opponent?" Nie Tian smiled faintly, looking at Yuwen Ji calmly and said.

"If you want to be my opponent, Yuwen Ji, you are not qualified!" Yuwen Ji's eyes sank, and he roared coldly, then took a step forward, and slapped down with a powerful palm, and suddenly endless waves turned into a huge palm in the void, like a collapsed mountain, pressing Nie Tian wildly.

"What a strong force!" Everyone's eyes trembled and they were shocked.

This time, the force used by Yuwen Ji was obviously stronger than before.

Judging from the momentum, such a violent attack would be difficult to resist even for a ninth-level pseudo-saint warrior.

Nie Tian stood in place, his eyes sank slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he murmured: "Twelve Heaven-Defeater Sword Formation, open."

"Boom boom boom..." The moment the voice fell, twelve terrifying sword shadows appeared like giants standing upright, pressing out of the void.

"Boom boom boom!" Then, a terrible palm fell and hit the Twelve Heaven-Defeater Sword Formation, but it was blocked by the sword formation again.

Nie Tian stood with his hand on his arm, and his figure still did not move a bit.

"This..." The weird scene made everyone's eyes tremble, and they all took a breath of cold air in shock.

A fifth-level pseudo-saint warrior blocked Yuwen Ji's palm. Is this really not an illusion?

"How is it possible?" Yuwen Ji's eyes darkened, and he roared, his whole body's momentum suddenly rose, obviously furious.

He never thought that Nie Tian's strength was so strong.

The two attacks just now were just test attacks, and he didn't try his best.

But Nie Tian was so calm, obviously he didn't try his best.

There was obviously a more terrible power hidden in Nie Tian's body.

"What now?" Nie Tian raised the corner of his mouth, smiled faintly, and asked calmly.

His voice was not loud, without any oppression, but it gave people an extreme provocation.

"Boy, you angered me!" Yuwen Ji's face was so gloomy that it almost dripped blood, and his eyes were filled with extreme coldness and murderous intent.

At this moment, he still didn't regard Nie Tian as a real opponent.

But he wanted to kill Nie Tian very much, because Nie Tian made him embarrassed in front of everyone.

"Angry, huh?" Nie Tian felt Yuwen Ji's killing intent, and the corner of his mouth twitched. The Starry Sky Slash appeared in his hand, and his whole body aura was extremely sharp. He said coldly: "Fight!"

He didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, and was ready to fight Yuwen Ji directly.

"Five-level pseudo-saint ant, I want to see how you fight me!" Yuwen Ji roared violently, and his whole body was as powerful as the sea, extremely terrifying.

Baili Shengxue stepped aside and looked at Nie Tian with a heavy look on his face. The worry on his face could not be concealed.

The strength that Nie Tian showed just now was indeed amazing enough, but it was far from enough to fight against Yuwen Ji.

The crowd looked at Nie Tian with a look of sarcasm.

Even if Nie Tian's strength exceeded their expectations, they still felt that Nie Tian was an idiot.

Let me ask, which normal fifth-level pseudo-saint warrior dared to challenge a demon-level ninth-level pseudo-saint warrior?

Nie Tian stood in the void, his face calm and indifferent.

In his opinion, Yuwen Ji's strength was not much stronger than that of the ghost-faced warrior.

He could kill the ghost-faced warriors of Wangui Tongliu, and he could also kill Yuwen Ji.

"Ant, prepare to die." Yuwen Ji roared, took a step forward, and his whole body's momentum surged to the extreme, which was very scary.

"Stop!" But at this moment, a low voice sounded in the void, rolling like thunder, very terrifying, and wherever it passed, it actually condensed into an energy wave in the air, which was very scary!

"Strong man!" Nie Tian heard this voice, secretly screamed in his heart, turned around suddenly, and looked towards the void.