Chapter 1443

Xia Tian stared at Nie Zixiong, but his eyes were even more surprised. What's going on? Why does it seem to him that this Nie Zixiong only has a mid-Gold Core cultivation?

Didn't Nangong Yan actually die at the hands of Nie Zixiong?

When Xia Tian stared at Nie Zixiong, Nie Zixiong's gaze fell on Ji Qingying. Obviously, he paid more attention to Ji Qingying than Xia Tian, ​​and he didn't even know Xia Tian at all.

"It's really a surprise to see Senior Sister Ji here." Nie Zixiong finally spoke, his tone was flat, and he said surprise, but there was no surprise in his tone.

"I remember you, you are that Nie Zixiong!" Ji Qingying smiled innocently.

Nie Zixiong frowned slightly. The Ji Qingying in front of him seemed completely different from the Ji Qingying he knew. The Ji Qingying he knew was proud and indifferent, and there would never be such an innocent smile on his face.

"Senior Sister Ji was joking, we have been in the same school for ten years, of course you remember me." Nie Zixiong said flatly.

"Ten years in the same family?" Ji Qingying tilted her head, thought for a moment, then turned to look at Xia Tian, ​​"Honey, what did he say?"

"He said he has known you for ten years." Xia Tian casually explained, but still stared at Nie Zixiong, not daring to relax at all.

"Husband?" Nie Zixiong unconsciously flashed a hint of surprise when he heard this address, and then finally turned his attention to Xia Tian, ​​"It seems that I underestimated you."

"I heard that you killed that ugly woman Nangong Yan?" Xia Tian asked suddenly.

Nie Zixiong didn't answer Xia Tian's question, but just stared at Xia Tian. After a few seconds, he suddenly said in surprise, "National Infant Middle Stage? Are you asking Tianjun?"

Before Xia Tian answered, Nie Zixiong shook his head immediately: "No, you are not asking Tianjun, who are you? In my impression, there is no such person as you in Piaomiao Xianmen."

"Ask Tianjun?" Xia Tian was very surprised, "Who is Tianjun?"

"This name is very familiar!" Ji Qingying suddenly answered, "I think about it, ah, I remembered, Wen Tianjun is the master!"

Master?

Xia Tian's complexion changed. Isn't Ji Qingying's master the master of Sister Immortal, the master of Piao Miao Xianmen?

Ji Qingying spoke again at this time, she looked at Nie Zixiong, her voice was clear and moving: "You are so stupid, Xia Tian is my husband, how could it be Master?"

"Your name is Xia Tian?" Nie Zixiong looked at Xia Tian and asked lightly.

"That's right, I am Xia Tian, ​​the summer of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the number one sky in the world." Xia Tian replied unhurriedly, and then asked back, "Are you looking for Tianjun?"

Xia Tian's words are not aimless, no matter who this Nie Zixiong is, but if he is really looking for Wen Tianjun, it means a very terrible conclusion, that is to say, Wen Tianjun may be here!

Otherwise, if Nie Zixiong wanted to find Wen Tianjun, he should also go to Xianyun Continent to find it. Why would he look for it in this world?

"You don't know Ask Tianjun." Nie Zixiong looked at Xia Tian, ​​his tone still flat, "No one in Xianyun Continent knows Ask Tianjun, and no one in Piaomiao Xianmen dares not respect Ask Tianjun. Obviously, you are not only Piao Miao A disciple of Xianmen is not even from Xianyun Continent, that is to say, you are from the world we are in now, but how could you cultivate to the middle stage of Nascent Soul in this world at a young age?"

"Hey, you don't seem to respect Wen Tianjun, do you?" Xia Tian asked back: "You mean, you are not a disciple of Piao Miao Xianmen?"

"You are not qualified to ask me questions!" Nie Zixiong's tone suddenly became cold, and two cold lights shot out of his eyes, "The monks here are almost extinct, but you can cultivate to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. You must have another chance. Let me ask you, do you Do you know Yue Qingya or Ye Yumei?"

"I don't know." Xia Tian was very upset, but at the moment he didn't get angry immediately, because this Nie Zixiong gave him a very weird feeling, and even Nangong Yan, whose cultivation base was slightly higher than him, died in Nie Zixiong In his hand, he still carries such a burden as Ji Qingying, and if I try to get angry, he is not even sure of getting out of his body.

The bigger problem is that he can't tell how high Nie Zixiong's cultivation level is. It looks like he is only at the middle stage of the Golden Core, but in fact he is definitely not the middle stage of the Golden Core. The weirdness of this makes Xia Tian dare not fight immediately Nie Zixiong turned his face.

But the most fundamental reason is that Xia Tian still wants to get some news from Nie Zixiong. As the saying goes, knowing yourself and the enemy is invincible in a hundred battles. If he can figure out Nie Zixiong's true strength and his purpose, maybe he will know how to deal with it.

"Really?" Nie Zixiong snorted coldly, "Then I would like to know how you cultivated yourself!"

"Haven't you heard of Ji's secret technique?" Xia Tian asked calmly.

"Ji's secret technique?" Nie Zixiong's face changed slightly, he turned to Ji Qingying again, stared at it for a few seconds, but his face changed again, "Senior Sister Ji, I really didn't expect that you could make such a big sacrifice for a man, and you actually used Ji The secret technique passed all your skills to such a man? No wonder you are no different from a monk in the Qi training stage now!"

"What are you talking about?" Ji Qingying pouted, "Why do I seem to understand, but I don't understand anything after listening?"

"It's nothing, let's go, let's go back to our room to sleep." Xia Tian hugged Ji Qingying's waist, said something lightly, then turned around and wanted to leave.

"Did I tell you to leave?" A cold voice came from behind, and it was naturally Nie Zixiong.

Xia Tian finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and scolded: "Are you an idiot? Whether I leave or not is none of your business!"

While speaking, Xia Tian also moved, one foot stepped forward, shrinking the ground into an inch!

Xia Tian decided not to do things that he was not sure about for the time being, so he scolded, but at the same time he started to run away. In his mind, he might not be able to beat this guy named Nie Zixiong, but it's okay to run away, right?

"I don't know how to live or die!" Nie Zixiong snorted coldly, pinching Xia Tian's throat with one hand.

Seeing Nie Zixiong's actions, Xia Tian was sure that Nangong Yan was indeed killed by Nie Zixiong's hands. This bastard obviously likes to pinch other people's throats!

This thought flashed through his mind in an instant, but the movement of Xia Tian's feet didn't stop, he had already stepped forward, but in the next second, he was covered in cold sweat all over his body, because he found that he couldn't move at all. Naturally, he couldn't display his body skills by inches at all!

A powerful force surged from all directions, but this force was not true energy, but seemed to be a strange spiritual force. His body did not feel any oppression, but his spirit was suffering. There was an unmatched pressure, it was this huge mental pressure that suppressed him, suppressed his spirit, and then made his body unable to move!

At this moment, Xia Tian suddenly understood that he was not mistaken. Nie Zixiong was indeed a mid-stage Golden Core cultivation base, but Nie Zixiong still had an extremely powerful spiritual force, and it was this spiritual force that made him He killed Nangong Yan, and now, because of this mental power, he is on the verge of death!

In the blink of an eye, Nie Zixiong's palm was about to touch Xia Tian's throat, and Xia Tian tried very hard to resist the mental pressure, but it still had no effect.

"Ah..." A scream suddenly sounded, but it came from Ji Qingying's mouth, "Don't kill my husband!"

Accompanied by this scream, Xia Tian suddenly discovered that there was a trace of abnormal fluctuation in the powerful mental force that suppressed him, and it was this slight fluctuation that brought him a great opportunity, because this In an instant, he was able to move suddenly!

Pulling out both hands in his bosom, one hand threw out dozens of silver needles, while the other hand ejected dozens of powders. At the same time, with both palms together, he slapped Nie Zixiong at the fastest speed and with the greatest strength. !

No matter how strong Nie Zixiong's spiritual power is, he must rely on the existence of his physical body to cast it, and his physical body is only a mid-stage golden core cultivation base. As long as his physical body is destroyed, his spiritual power will also lose its survival He is still bound to die, this is Xia Tian's thinking, he did not choose to run away, because he knew it would be difficult to escape, why not take a gamble, hit with all his strength, and kill Nie Zixiong!

However, at this moment, Nie Zixiong suddenly disappeared, and this time, Xia Tian's full-strength strike immediately lost its target and fell through in an instant.

In the next second, Xia Tian once again felt that incomparably powerful spiritual power oppressing him again. This time, the mental power was even stronger, making him completely unable to move again. At almost the same time, Nie Zixiong appeared in his line of sight again , and Nie Zixiong's palm pinched Xia Tian's throat again!

"Nie Zixiong, get out of here immediately!" A cold shout sounded suddenly, "Otherwise, I will punish your nine clans!"

Nie Zixiong's attack stopped abruptly. He turned around suddenly and looked at Ji Qingying with a surprised expression on his face.

That abnormally powerful spiritual force disappeared completely, and Xia Tian immediately regained his ability to move, but this time he did not immediately attack Nie Zixiong, but looked at Ji Qingying just like Nie Zixiong, and his face was also full of surprise look.

The cold drink just now was Ji Qingying's voice, but it didn't seem to be Ji Qingying's voice. To be more specific, that voice was the extremely cold and arrogant Ji Qingying's voice before, not the innocent and charming Ji Qingying's voice after amnesia.

However, when he looked at Ji Qingying, he found that the Ji Qingying in front of him was still the innocent Ji Qingying. She didn't feel the slightest arrogance on her body, and her eyes were still full of curiosity. Of course, there was a little more panic at the moment.

"I see." Nie Zixiong looked at Ji Qingying and suddenly seemed to understand, "You are actually Ji Qingying..."