The situation on the scene changes again and again, twists and turns, and the scene that happens is like a drama, and it is generally said that the drama is magnificent, but in fact, the reality is often more magnificent than the drama.

Just because art comes from life, but it is different from life, Nie Moling, who went crazy, grabbed Huang Shiren in his hand, and he choked Huang Shiren's neck with one hand, as long as his hands were slightly forced, Huang Shiren could die of anger in an instant.

Huang Tianba obviously didn't think that Nie Moling, who was desperate, actually hit his son with his idea, his eyes widened, he looked at Nie Moling deadly, and said: "Nie Moling, if you dare to hurt my son, I will definitely let you live, you can't die, now let go of my son, you mad dog bites people, right?!"

"Hahaha, Huang Tianba, do you think I will still be afraid of your threat? My sons are already dead, if you leave now, I will die sooner or later, in this case, why should I be afraid of you again, this time you have to help me even if you don't help, if you want to watch your son die in front of you, then I will follow you!" Nie Moling has already let go now.

He no longer pays attention to these so-called threats, and when people get to the point of collapse, they don't worry about being afraid.

Huang Tianba gritted his teeth, while Huang Shiren was trembling, and even he emitted a foul smell between his two straddles, it was obvious that Huang Shiren was incontinent under such a threat of death.

But now no one pays attention to this problem, everyone's mind is very nervous, and the heartstrings are tight, for fear that one careless person may make this battle break out.

Huang Tianba looked at Nie Moling, and then at Nie Yuanming on the side, his current cultivation had also reached the Dao Spirit Quadruple Heaven, but unfortunately, there was no way to compare with Nie Yuanming.

One realm and one heaven, it seems that even though he is only a small realm weaker than Nie Yuanming, if it is really a vendetta, he may lose very badly.

"Huang Tianba, don't hesitate, isn't this what we planned at the beginning? Now everything still hasn't changed, it's just that he is so much more than yours, as long as you can drag him down, and when we kill the other people, the victory in this battle is still ours, I don't ask you to be able to defeat him, when the time comes, I don't believe it, this Nie Yuanming can still survive, are you so unconfident in yourself?"

Nie Moling guided Huang Tianba step by step, and when he heard this, Huang Tianba's face really showed a hint of looseness, that's right, even though Nie Yuanmin was powerful, it was very difficult to kill him for a while.

He can hold Nie Yuanming back, and after waiting for the winner of this battle to be decided, these people will rush up, even Nie Yuanming, in the end, he can only flee in the wilderness, and besides, there are so many masters in their family, and there are also Supreme Elders.

"Huang Tianba, you have to think about it, if you miss this opportunity, there will never be such a good thing next time, are you going to attack Nie Yuanming with me now, or do you plan to make trouble for you again after Nie Yuanming reacts in the future?" Nie Moling is like a devil, he can arouse the desires in people's hearts.

He knew what Huang Tianba was afraid of, and he also knew what kind of conditions could attract Huang Tianba.

Huang Tianba's heart began to waver, he looked at his son who was caught in Nie Moling's hands, and then looked at Nie Wuxuan who fell on the God of War platform, he didn't want Huang Shiren to become the next Nie Wuxuan, seeing that the people around him were waiting for his answer.

Huang Tianba finally gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, I promise you, but you actually dare to threaten me with my son this time, even if we kill Nie Yuanming, I won't let you go easily!"

"Brother Huang, don't worry, as long as you can win this time, it doesn't matter how Brother Huang wants to punish me, by then the entire Nie family will be mine, and I can give you all the compensation that Brother Huang wants, and now the most important thing is to kill this Nie family father and son!" Nie Moling's eyes nodded violently.

In fact, he was just taking risks at the beginning, and he never thought that he would really incite Huang Tianba.

"Huang Tianba, you are really an extremely stupid person, I didn't expect to be really bewitched by Nie Moling, since this is the case, then the Huang family will be destroyed from today!" Nie Fan's indifferent voice came from not far away.

I saw that he had slowly walked down from the War God Platform, and the momentum on his body was still cold.

Huang Tianba saw Nie Fan walking around him, and his heart chuckled violently, even though Nie Fan was only at the peak of Dao Yuan now, but for some reason, Huang Tianba faintly felt a little uneasy.

It seems that this little monk, whose realm is so much weaker than himself, can actually pose a threat to himself!

"Brother Huang, I'm here to kill Nie Fan, you entangle Nie Yuanming, and after I kill Nie Fan, I'll come over to help you immediately!"

Nie Moling's voice came, he had already let go of Huang Shiren, and his fingers were clawed towards Nie Fan, his momentum was like a bamboo, as fast as thunder and lightning.

Nie Fan killed his son Nie Wuxuan, and at this moment, the enemies were very red when they saw each other, and Nie Moling made a fierce and merciless killing move.

Nie Yuanming was also slightly worried, but found that Nie Fan had already disappeared in place without knowing when.

Huang Tianba had already rushed towards Nie Yuanming, he didn't dare to have the slightest vigilance in his heart now, Nie Yuanming and he had always been evenly matched since childhood, and now this enemy was actually half a point stronger than his own, which made his heart feel a little bad.

When the battle here was about to break out, the elders of the second and third lineages, including the disciples, also began to fight with the people of Nie Yuanming's faction, shouting, screaming, endlessly, blood and sweat beads fighting.

This battle is gradually staged, and the battle between Nie Fan and Nie Yuanming has already come to mid-air, Nie Fan's body is like an eagle striking the sky, and after swinging a sword, he landed on the eaves, he stood in place, motionless and looked at Nie Moling not far away.

Nie Moling had a hideous and happy smile on his face, his cultivation had already reached the triple level of the Dao Sect, far more powerful than Nie Fan, and he had a sense of pleasure in his heart.

"Nie Fan, if you dare to kill my son, I will ask you to pay for his life, not only that, but I will also let you suffer a lot of pain before you die!"