"Boom!" In the lobby of Fengtian Mingzong's Xingfeng, Fan Zhong, the leader of the Tianyue Banner, struck out angrily. With a palm strike, his powerful palm shadow was like a mountain, and he crashed towards Nie Tian.
In an instant, Nie Tian felt the overwhelming force of heaven and earth, and his expression couldn't help but change.
He did not expect that Fan Zhong would be so bold and dare to attack him in full view of the Xingfeng Hall.
After all, this is the Xingfeng Hall. Although the status of others is not as high as that of Fan Zhong, it is similar.
Fan Zhong was so angry that he took action blatantly. He was clearly suspected of killing someone and silencing him!
But others were just surprised and did not want to stop it.
Fan Zhongnai is the eighth-level Saint Ancestor of Tianwu. He is only one step away from reaching the peak of Tianwu. One can imagine how powerful he is.
Fan Zhong knew that Nie Tianfei was comparable to ordinary Heavenly Tribulation warriors, so he increased the power of his palm.
With this palm of his hand, not to mention the Heavenly Tribulation Saint King warrior, even the weaker Heavenly Martial Saint Ancestor would be mourned on the spot.
No matter how powerful Nie Tian is, no matter how defiant he is, he still can't compete with the Heavenly Tribulation Saint Ancestor.
Fan Zhong was certain that with one palm fall, Nie Tian would definitely die!
Nie Tian stood coldly, his figure as motionless as a mountain.
Facing the devastating palm, Nie Tian just stepped out with a single step. Suddenly a sword intent shot up into the sky, turning into a sword shadow, like a thousand-pointed top, fighting fiercely.
"Bang!" The next moment, the palm shadow fell, with a muffled sound, the huge sword shadow shattered one by one, and the sword energy surged in all directions.
However, when the palm shadow was about to fall on Nie Tian's head, it lost its power and shattered.
Nie Tian, on the other hand, trembled slightly, took a few steps back, and stood firm, his expression as usual.
"How is that possible?" Fan Zhong couldn't help but shrink his eyes and screamed in surprise.
The power of a palm was enough to kill a powerful Tianwu man, but it was easily blocked by Nie Tian. This made Fan Zhong not shocked.
Moreover, Nie Tian only released a sword intention and didn't even draw his sword, indicating that he had not yet revealed his true strength.
"This..." When the others saw this, they also took a breath and were stunned on the spot.
Is the person standing in front of them really just a Heavenly Tribulation Saint King warrior?
If this is the case, then the strength displayed by Nie Tian has already subverted everyone's understanding of martial arts.
Wen Lun and others were also stunned.
Although they had seen Nie Tian's actions before, the shock they felt at this moment was even more intense.
You know, the person who took action was Fan Zhong, the leader of Tianyue Banner!
Fan Zhong is far from comparable to Xin Yasu Ke and others, he is a real strong man.
But Nie Tian's expression remained unchanged, which showed that he had the confidence to confront Fan Zhong head-on!
But is this possible?
The Heavenly Tribulation Holy King warrior, fighting against a strong man who has almost one foot at the peak of Heavenly Martial Arts, is too shocking.
"Fan Banner Master, you lost your composure so quickly and are you going to kill someone to silence him?" Nie Tian twitched the corner of his mouth and stared at Fan Zhong with cold eyes, also with murderous intent.
Fan Zhong clenched his iron fist tightly, and the muscles on his face were twitching.
Nie Tian's eyes were like a pair of sharp blades, ruthlessly piercing his disguise.
Moreover, Nie Tian's palace was so deep that he could force him to this point without making a move.
At this time, Fan Zhong couldn't help but feel in a dilemma.
He didn't expect that Nie Tian's strength could reach such a level.
And he has already taken action, which undoubtedly makes others suspicious.
He failed to kill Nie Tian with his first strike. If he struck again, then he, the banner leader, would be humiliated and thrown into his grandma's house.
What's more important is that just because no one stopped him, it doesn't mean that he won't stand up next.
In the current situation, Nie Tian already had the upper hand, but Fan Zhong was riding a tiger.
Nie Tian's calmness also made Fan Zhong hesitate.
Fan Zhong even had a vague feeling that Nie Tian's peak combat power might not be weaker than his!
Although this idea made him feel unbelievable, the silver young man in front of him obviously could not use common sense to infer that anything that happened to him would not be surprising.
"Boy, don't be slanderous." Fan Zhong took a deep breath to calm down and said solemnly: "You deliberately angered the banner leader and asked the banner master to take action against you. I think you are the one harboring evil intentions!"
"Hmph." Nie Tian couldn't help but laugh and said scornfully: "Fan Banner Master, you are the first person I have ever seen who confuses right and wrong so confidently. It seems that our Fengtian Life Sect is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger."
"Huh?" Fan Zhong frowned, sensing something was wrong with Nie Tian's words, and said coldly: "Boy, are you from the Fengtian Ming Sect?"
"He is..." Seeing this, Wen Lun took a step forward. Just as he was about to reveal Nie Tian's identity, he suddenly felt a powerful force coming from behind, making him tremble.
Turning around and looking, he saw a gray-clothed figure coming towards him like lightning, with a majestic aura around him. He was still in mid-air, and he swung out a palm, heading towards Nie Tian.
Nie Tian also felt the strong pressure, his face sank slightly, the Haotian Sword was unsheathed, and a sharp sword intention rushed out from behind, resisting the sudden palm.
"Bang!" The next moment, a muffled sound came out, and during the explosion, rolling waves rushed out, raging wildly.
Nie Tian's figure retreated for tens of meters, and then he was able to stabilize his figure, but a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face was as white as paper.
And above the lobby, a gray-clothed figure came forcefully, with a violent aura around it, like a wild beast.
"Master Shen Banner!" A sudden scene made everyone's expressions change. Then they saw clearly who was coming and couldn't help but exclaimed.
The person who came was none other than Shen Yunhe, one of the four banner leaders of Fengtian Ming Sect, Fengyun Banner!
Shen Yunhe looked young, still middle-aged, with extremely sinister eyes that were locked on Nie Tian.
Nie Tian frowned slightly, the blood on the corner of his mouth disappeared, and his whole person regained his momentum.
The palm strike just now was really dangerous. If he hadn't drawn the sword in time, he might have been a corpse by now.
Shen Yunhe injured Nie Tian with one palm, but Fan Zhong missed with one. This was not because Shen Yunhe was stronger than Fan Zhong, but because Fan Zhong had not used his true strength before.
But Shen Yunhe struck out in anger, clearly using seven to eight points of his strength.
Even so, his palm only slightly injured Nie Tian.
For Nie Tian, who had the tenth lifeline, such an injury was completely fine.
"You survived the palm of my banner master. You really have some strength!" Shen Yunhe stood still and stared at Nie Tian coldly, with a gloomy look on his face.
"So you are Shen Ke's father, and you have come to avenge your son, right?" Nie Tian took a step forward, his whole face darkening, revealing a terrifying look.
"Boy, I admire you for being so calm even when death is about to happen." Shen Yunhe smiled coldly, and a monstrous aura surged around him, so powerful that it was as powerful as the roar of thunder clouds.
"This..." When everyone in the hall saw this, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Who would have thought that Shen Yunhe would directly use the power of blood.
It was obvious that Shen Yunhe was determined to kill Nie Tian!
It's no wonder that Shen Yunhe is already strong and domineering, and no one in the Fengtian Ming Sect dares to offend him.
But his only son was injured in public, how could he not be angry?
Fan Zhong looked at Shen Yunhe and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, revealing a gloomy look.
He missed the first opportunity to kill Nie Tian and it was no longer suitable for him to take action again. However, Shen Yunhe's arrival was just perfect. Just use Shen Yunhe's hand to kill Nie Tian!
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