Chapter 2801 Losing Is Losing

"Such a strong sword force!" In the martial arts arena, everyone looked at the soaring sword force on the martial arts competition stage, and their eyes trembled violently, and they were horrified.

No one thought that Nie Tian could release such a terrible sword force!

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to believe that a peak warrior in the divine realm can release such a strong sword force.

"The son of Lord Nie Fenghua is really not simple!" Jing Youwei looked at Nie Tian, ​​her beautiful eyes couldn't help trembling, and her surprise was written on her pretty face.

"How is it possible?" On the other side, Ji Qiuwu screamed in his heart, his eyes full of disbelief.

When she was in the Holy Soul Valley before, she had seen Nie Tian take action, and his momentum was far less powerful.

It's only been a few days, how could Nie Tian's strength improve so quickly!

Nie Tian, ​​is he really a monster!

At this time, Nie Tian stood on the martial arts competition stage, like a giant sword, with a majestic and mighty momentum.

The faces of more than a dozen warriors on the martial arts competition stage were even more shocked.

They were closest to Nie Tian and could feel the strength of Nie Tian's sword intent the most.

"Let's attack together." Nie Tian smiled coldly, his eyes swept over a dozen warriors, his eyes full of disdain.

These warriors, relying on the magic pill to enhance their momentum, are not really strong.

Even if a warrior who released a ninth-level semi-saint at this time, he only had the strength of a fourth-level semi-saint.

A fourth-level semi-saint, such strength is not enough in front of Nie Tian.

At this moment, these dozen warriors realized how terrifying Nie Tian was.

"Do it!" The next moment, one of the warriors roared, and the momentum around him suddenly surged out, and the murderous intent in his eyes was fierce.

"Boom boom boom..." At the same time, the figures of other warriors moved at the same time, and waves of terrible momentum were released, surging in the space, rolling and surging, like a series of huge waves.

"Is it just this level?" Nie Tian smiled faintly, his eyes were cold and domineering. The thirty-two powers of gods and demons in his body were released at the same time, perfectly integrated with the sword intent around him, making his whole momentum soar.

"Kill!" Then, one of the warriors shouted, and all the warriors moved at the same time, and attacked together.

"Boom boom boom..." In the air, countless terrible wild forces roared out, like a raging dragon and a raging sea, rolling in and pressing down on Nie Tian.

"Nine limits of the starry sky, the first limit, human killing!" Nie Tian pulled a trace of coldness at the corner of his mouth, muttered, and suddenly a sword shadow appeared, soaring into the sky, exploding in the air, turning into endless waves of sword intent, stirring around.

"Boom! Bang bang bang..." The void shook slightly, and then there were muffled sounds, and figures flew backwards in the air and slammed down to the ground fiercely.

"This..." The crowd's eyes trembled, and the horror in their hearts reached the extreme. Those figures were exactly a dozen semi-saint warriors.

The next moment, a dozen figures fell, leaving bloody tracks on the ground.

Some warriors with weaker strength collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up, while those with stronger strength could only barely stand up.

The crowd looked at the scene in front of them and was completely shocked. They were all petrified and turned into rows of wooden sculptures.

A peak warrior in the divine realm, with the power of a sword, was so terrifying!

The entire martial arts field fell into a deathly silence.

At this moment, everyone's eyes looking at Nie Tian completely changed, from the contempt and disdain just now to shock and fear.

Who would have thought that a peak warrior in the divine realm defeated a dozen semi-saints with a sword!

Such a scene, even if seen with one's own eyes, is so dreamy and unbelievable.

At this moment, the most shocked and ugly face was of course the prince Jing Chenxiang.

His face was like a chrysanthemum that had just bloomed and withered in an instant, which was horrible to look at.

He really couldn't figure out how Nie Tian won?

Even if these dozen people were just embroidered pillows, they were real embroidered pillows at the semi-saint level.

Nie Tian, ​​a peak warrior in the divine realm, actually defeated these dozen people in a crushing way, which was really terrible.

"Your Highness, you lost!" Just when Jing Chenxiang was most sad, Nie Tian's voice rang out, like thunder in the ground, making his whole body tremble.

"Lost, lost?" Jing Chenxiang looked like an idiot, his eyes were still dull, but then his eyes flashed and he screamed: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Nie Tian smiled faintly and said loudly: "Your Highness, we have an agreement before, you won't regret it, right?"

Jing Chenxiang's eyes trembled again, and finally reacted completely.

But the next moment, the look he gave Nie Tian was full of terrible murderous intent.

"Your Highness, what do you want to do?" The crowd was stunned, and they all realized something was wrong, and looked at Jing Chenxiang.

Everyone had heard it clearly just now. According to the agreement, if the prince lost, he had to kneel down to Nie Tian.

But now, Jing Chenxiang obviously had no intention of kneeling, but wanted to kill Nie Tian.

"Your Highness, you really regret it." Nie Tian looked at Jing Chenxiang and frowned.

"You stinky boy, you are a country pariah, and you want this prince to kneel down to you, wishful thinking!" At this time, Jing Chenxiang roared wildly, and then his figure moved, and he said angrily: "This prince will kill you now, let's see who can save you!"

The violent voice fell, and Jing Chenxiang was in the air, and he slapped it directly, and suddenly a blood-red sharp light appeared, carrying a rolling murderous intent, and pressed down towards Nie Tian.

"Prince, you've gone too far!" At this moment, a cold voice sounded in the air, and then a figure appeared and landed directly on the martial arts arena. He slapped out with one palm and blocked Jing Chenxiang's attack.

"Your Highness, the Princess." Nie Tian's eyes condensed slightly, and he looked at Jing Youwei not far away and shouted lightly.

At this time, only Jing Youwei dared to save him.

"Your Highness, the Princess!" The people around saw Jing Youwei take action, and their faces changed and they screamed.

The prince and the princess fought, and now there was a good show to watch.

Everyone in the Shengyue Dynasty knew that the most talented person in the younger generation of the Shengyue royal family was not the prince, nor other princes, but the princess Jing Youwei.

But Jing Chenxiang was born to the queen, with a big force behind him, and he was the eldest son, so he got the position of prince.

Although Jing Youwei was talented, she had no power behind her, so she could only be the princess.

In the martial arts world, there is no male superiority and female inferiority, but strength is respected.

Many big forces and dynasties are ruled by female warriors.

For example, the Xuantian Dynasty, which is one of the four dynasties with the Shengyue Dynasty, is ruled by the empress, not the emperor.

Many people privately discussed that if Jing Youwei was willing to fight for the throne, Jing Chenxiang's position would be in jeopardy.

So everyone in the Shengyue Dynasty knew that the prince and the eldest princess were not on good terms.

And at this time, the two of them actually fought in public, which was definitely a big show.

"Jing Youwei, you dare to attack me!" Jing Chenxiang's figure froze, standing in mid-air, staring at Jing Youwei with a pair of cold eyes, full of murderous intent.

"Prince, losing is losing, don't lose face for our Shengyue royal family!" Jing Youwei spoke coldly, and her eyes were no longer as gentle as before, but were replaced by a cold and murderous look.

She would never allow Jing Chenxiang to kill Nie Tian. If Jing Chenxiang dared to attack again, don't blame her, Jing Youwei, for being rude!

“How dare you! How can you teach me how to do things!” Jing Chenxiang growled and said angrily, “Jing Youwei, your mother is just a maid in the palace. You and your brother are both bastards!”