Chapter 89: A Decisive Blow

"You are the one who is looking for death." Nie Tian smiled coldly, with undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.

It would be fine if Lan Bingye was a little arrogant, but Qin Feng was just a dog of the former, so what was there to be arrogant about.

At this moment, Nie Tian was determined to kill.

"War God Emperor Fist!" Facing Qin Feng's Tyrant Hammer, Nie Tian did not dodge. He stepped on the ground, and the ten-meter-long and wide martial arts arena suddenly shook, and the Yuanli in his body surged, and his whole body flashed with golden dark light.

This is the Jinji Huangtian battle armor of the first level of the Jinji Huangtian realm of the Nine Extremes War God Art, which allows Nie Tian's martial body to rise to a higher level, even comparable to the lower-level heaven and earth spirit body.

"Bang!" Nie Tian punched out, and collided strongly with Qin Feng's Tyrant Hammer.

The Tyrant Hammer stagnated in the air, and was then forcefully knocked away.

Qin Feng stepped back a few steps, with a trace of horror on his face.

He did not expect that Nie Tian's power would be so strong.

Although Nie Tian hit 50,000 jin in the strength test, he used the sensitivity of the force-measuring stone tablet, which was suspected of being a trick.

Qin Feng's Tyrant Hammer is a power-type spirit. He was at a disadvantage when he collided head-on with Nie Tian, ​​which made him incredible.

"Stinky boy, I didn't expect your strength to be so strong. It seems that I underestimated you." Qin Feng grabbed the Tyrant Hammer with his hand, and his whole body's momentum became even stronger.

Nie Tian glanced at Qin Feng coldly, and squeezed out a few words in a deep voice: "The next move will take your life."

"Arrogant!" Qin Feng roared, and the Tyrant Hammer suddenly emitted a red light. He stepped on his feet, jumped up, and held the Tyrant Hammer tightly with both hands, and hit it down strongly.

Tyrant pressure!

The Tyrant Hammer transformed into a huge hammer shadow, like a boulder, falling from the sky.

The powerful momentum made Nie Tian frown slightly.

But he was not panicked at all. His feet did not move. The ten meridians in his body were running wildly. The Nine Extremes War God Art was running to the extreme. The golden dark light covered his whole body, which seemed a bit dazzling.

"War God Lingtian!" When the hammer shadow fell, Nie Tian suddenly raised his head, and the sword Juetian Zhan appeared in his hand. Suddenly, a sharp sword light attacked Qin Feng's neck.

"Bang!" The huge hammer shadow fell and hit Nie Tian directly. The whole martial arts arena seemed to sink a little.

However, Nie Tian's body was extremely strong and he actually withstood the bombardment of the Overlord Hammer.

"Puff!" At the same time, the sword light swept past, and the sound of flesh and blood being cut sounded in the air. Qin Feng's neck was directly pierced.

He was still in the air. The soul of the Overlord Hammer disappeared. He subconsciously covered his neck with both hands, but he couldn't stop the gushing blood.

Qin Feng fell from the air, and a fountain of blood spurted out of his neck. After landing, his body twitched a few times and there was no movement.

Dead!

After a long time, when Qin Feng was completely dead, everyone reacted and gasped.

"Brother Feng!" A hysterical scream came out, and a figure rushed out. It was Qin Yuhu.

He had been watching the martial arts competition and was deeply shocked by Nie Tian's strength, especially when Nie Tian defeated Liang Yunlong with one move.

Before Qin Feng went on stage, Qin Yuhu also reminded him to be careful and never underestimate Nie Tian.

Unexpectedly, Qin Feng was still too frivolous and died at the hands of Nie Tian.

Nie Tian jumped down from the martial arts competition stage and looked at the scene in front of him coldly.

"Nie Tian, ​​I will kill you!" Qin Yuhu turned around suddenly, and the Tiger Fang Sword appeared, and several sword shadows stabbed towards Nie Tian.

Nie Tian just slightly turned sideways, blocking Qin Yuhu's attack, and said coldly: "If you dare to attack again, I will kill you."

Feeling the murderous intent in Nie Tian's eyes, Qin Yuhu couldn't help trembling, and his whole body was actually trembling, as if a sheep was stared at by a lion.

He immediately calmed down, subconsciously looked at Qin Feng's body, walked forward, picked him up, turned around and said to Nie Tian: "Nie Tian, ​​my Qin family will never let you go!"

After that, Qin Yuhu picked up Qin Feng's body and left quickly.

When Qin Yuhu's figure completely disappeared, the crowd was still in shock and couldn't react for a long time.

Nie Tian's strength is too strong.

Qin Feng, who has the strength of the ninth level of Yuanling, was killed by him in one move!

This kind of strength is really terrifying.

"Boss, if you kill Qin Feng, the Qin family will never let it go. Qin Yuhu's father is the commander of the Imperial City Guard." Jin Dabao looked at the direction where Qin Yuhu left, and couldn't help but worry.

Nie Tian said calmly: "If I don't kill Qin Feng, will the Qin family let me go?"

Qin Yetian is Lan Bingye's uncle, so of course the Qin family is tied to Lan Bingye.

Even if Qin Feng hadn't happened, the Qin family would have spared no effort to deal with Nie Tian.

Jin Dabao looked at Nie Tian's firm and cold eyes, and was shocked.

Before, he was worried that Nie Tian would be soft-hearted, but now it seems that his worries were unnecessary.

On the viewing platform.

Qin Yetian's face was so gloomy that it almost dripped blood, and his eyes glared at Nie Tian.

Although Qin Feng was not his son, he was a member of his Qin family. Nie Tian killed the Qin family in front of everyone, and obviously did not take the Qin family seriously.

After a while, Qin Yetian spoke coldly and said, "Dean Fan, what kind of martial arts did Nie Tian practice, and why is his body so strong?"

The main reason why Nie Tian was able to defeat Qin Feng was that his body was strong enough to withstand the frontal attack of the Tyrant Hammer.

Otherwise, with Nie Tian's strength of the fourth level of Yuanling, it would be impossible for him to fight against a warrior of the ninth level of Yuanling.

Fan Jinwu looked solemn, his face became even gloomier, and he shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

Before, Fan Jinwu inferred that Nie Tian's martial arts was at the Xuan level or even the Di level.

But now, he was not sure.

He had a vague guess in his heart that perhaps Nie Tian's martial arts was a Tian-level martial arts!

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to fight against a warrior of the ninth level of Yuanling with the strength of the fourth level of Yuanling.

But even the top sects in the three thousand small worlds may not have Tian-level martial arts.

How could Nie Tian, ​​a poor boy from a small place, have Tian-level martial arts?

Could it be that there was a terrifying force behind him?

If this force really existed, it must be so terrifying that it was unimaginable.

"I must have seen it wrong." Fan Jinwu shook his head repeatedly, forcing himself to calm down and not scare himself.

If there is really some terrorist force behind Nie Tian, ​​why come to a small place like Lanyun Empire? It is totally unnecessary.

Lan Bingye looked at Nie Tian and said gloomily: "Nie Tian, ​​you can kill Qin Feng so easily. It seems that this prince really underestimated you. But it's okay, you will soon know that if you fight with this prince for things, there is only one word, that is death!"

Nie Tian defeated Qin Feng, and then it was time for the decisive battle between him and Lan Bingye.

Ai Anmin announced on the martial arts competition stage: "Lanba Academy Freshman Martial Arts Competition, Newcomer King Final Battle, Prince Bingye, Duel, Nie Tian!"

As soon as the voice fell, the whole audience cheered.

People have been looking forward to this decisive battle for a long time.

"Boss, be careful." Jin Dabao couldn't help but worry and said to Nie Tian.

Nie Yurou looked at Nie Tian and said very confidently: "Fatty brother, don't worry, brother Nie Tian will definitely win."

"Yeah. I also believe in brother Nie Tian." Qiu Ling'er nodded heavily.

Nie Tian looked at everyone, just smiled faintly, then took a step forward, his figure rushed out dozens of meters, and landed directly on the martial arts competition stage.

At the same time, Lan Bingye's figure also appeared, facing Nie Tian head-on.

The much-anticipated final battle of the Rookie King was about to begin.