The hurricane was raging, and some light things on the street were blown up.

I saw a purple figure in front of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion disappear in an instant, but the next moment it appeared in front of a cyan figure, and the speed made the cyan figure change his expression.

With a loud bang, the cyan figure suddenly burst out with a strong moonlight power, forming a shield that appeared in front of the purple figure's golden palm.

The big golden palm slapped directly on the cyan shield.

The cyan shield exploded in an instant under the golden palm, and the power of the moonlight dissipated into the air.

The cyan figure disappeared in an instant, with a hint of fear in his calm eyes, obviously the strength of this terrifying golden palm made him a little unbearable, and it seemed that only by stepping into the yang level could he be qualified to fight with this golden palm.

This purple figure is Nie Fan, and the cyan figure is Dugu Yan, who didn't want to fight, and if he didn't want to fight, he looked down on Nie Fan.

But at this time, Dugu Yan looked solemnly at Nie Fan, who was standing still.

It's just a move, some monks seem to have seen that one is at a disadvantage, and several servants of the Dugu family rubbed their eyes in disbelief at this time, but seeing that Dugu Yan at this time had obviously been forced back by Nie Tian, he suddenly burst into tears, and seemed to be very sad.

"Young master, how can you retreat, what the people of the Dugu family have cultivated is an indomitable momentum in order to truly inherit the inheritance of the Ancient Sword Sect and obtain the supreme sword way, the only condition for this is to be indomitable and give up who else is domineering, today you actually retreated!" The crying voices of these servants suddenly surprised many people.

Nie Fan looked at those big men in disbelief and actually cried because Dugu Yan took a step back.

"Get out!"

Dugu Yan roared irritably.

A few figures suddenly disappeared in Dugu Yan's roar.

"Haha, yes, there are still people crying for you, does it mean that you still have someone who cares. Nie Fan said with a smile.

Dugu Yan looked at Nie Fan but his expression was extremely cold, and a trace of killing intent appeared in his pupils, obviously Nie Fan's actions and the frivolity of these words made him move with killing intent, his Dugu family was originally an ancient Sword Sect family, but it continued to decline over time, and the only way to truly inherit the position of the Sword Sect was that kind of domineering spirit that was as indomitable as a sword and broke the boat.

Whew, a rich moonlight power condensed into a sharp sword light, which instantly pierced the distance of space and appeared ten meters away from Nie Fan's forehead.

Suddenly, Nie Fan's expression changed.

There was a streak of blood on his forehead.

"Broken!"

Nie Fan let out a low roar, and the five fingers opened again and turned into gold, and at the same time, five rays of Xuanguang rushed out, and Nie Fan's Xuanyu fingers turned into substantial jade light and hit the terrifying sword light that was only ten meters away.

The terrifying sword light actually slashed Nie Fan's five jade fingers, and it stabbed directly at Nie Fan's eyebrows like a golden long sword.

Nie Tian, who was not far away, had the upper hand.

Huhu, the power of the black moonlight shines like a demonic energy, shining with a black luster, which looks very domineering, Nie Tian is even more like a sharp sword, and he repelled Wan Ye and Zhou Hui with one palm, and at the same time, he blasted Wan Ye away with a punch, and the eight demon styles of the day were played at the same time, so that the monks in the distance were all quickly retreating into the distance.

Some taverns and inns around Boom Street were all reduced to ruins at this moment.

Kazuha's frightened eyes widened as he watched the eight terrifying attacks rush towards him.

That Zhou Hui also looked frightened at this time.

"Help me!" Kazuha growled.

Nie Tian's expression was cold, and suddenly a black moonlight power formed a stone-like thin needle that silently penetrated the eyebrows of Wan Ye, who had just opened his mouth, and the Wan Ye who was originally calling for help instantly dissipated, and the breath of life also fell rapidly, only to see that at the same moment, Nie Tian's Heavenly Demon Eight Styles all descended directly.

In an instant, Wanye was directly divided by Nie Tian and died, Zhou Hui, who had stepped forward to help, suddenly changed her expression and rushed into the distance with an exclamation, she was afraid, she saw Nie Tian's eyes like death looking at her!

Nie Fan, who was not far away, turned his right hand pitch black at this time, and directly slapped the sword qi that shot at his eyebrows.

"Eight waves of soul roar!"

At this moment, Nie Fan let out a low roar.

Suddenly, Nie Fan's soul power instantly roared like a raging tsunami, blasting towards Dugu Yan, who looked shocked.

Boom three waves of the third fold, Dugu Yan roared and a mouthful of blood spurted out, his soul sea was hit by Nie Fan's tyrannical soul power, and a terrifying soul power hit his head like a sledgehammer, making his head almost explode, his soul power is only the middle stage of the earth soul, and the soul sea is only about twenty meters, only one-tenth of Nie Fan's.

Bang the sixth wave, Nie Fan's soul power blasted into this Dugu Yan's head, and even more so that the corners of this Dugu Yan's eyes were squeezed out of blood, and blood also rushed out of his ears, at this time Dugu Yan seemed to have reached the rumored seven orifices to bleed, and his breath dropped rapidly, but what surprised Nie Fan was that this Dugu Yan's endurance was very terrifying.

However, in just a second, he forcibly closed his soul sea and expelled his soul power.

But can Nie Fan let go of this second?

In a second, the Ba Lang fist had already reached this Dugu Yan's abdomen.

Dugu Yan, who had just woken up, felt a pain in his abdomen, and then was lifted up by a tyrannical liliang, and the blood in his throat that couldn't help but spit out when it crossed the air.

Bang Dugu Yan slammed into the ground.

The monks not far away all exclaimed, in their hearts, Dugu Yan was the strongest of the young generation in Wild Wolf City.

But at this time, he was blown out by Nie Fan's punch.

At this moment, the strength in Dugu Yan's body is still bombarding Dugu Yan's body back and forth, Nie Fan's Ba Lang fist is as good as the soul roaring eight waves, and one Lang is stronger than one Lang!

Brushing Nie Tian appeared by Nie Fan's side.

Looking at Nie Fan, who was bloodstained with blood on the corner of his mouth, he smiled slightly and said, "It's okay." ”

Nie Fan nodded and walked in front of Dugu Yan, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.

The little swish also came to Nie Fan's shoulder and looked at Dugu Yan on the ground and said: "Big tail wolf, aren't you very good, why are you lying on the ground, the ground is cool!"

At this moment, everyone knew that all the three days of Wild Wolf City had lost, and Wan Ye was torn to pieces by the extremely cold Nie Tiansheng, and the puddle of broken corpses on the street made people tremble at a glance, and they were even more frightened, especially when they saw Nie Tian, they went away in horror.

Nie Fan glanced at the broken corpse and whispered slightly: "The Wan family will not give up, let's go back first." ”