Chapter 2962: Kill with One Sword

When Feng Shutong saw Rong Qiwei looking at him, there was no trace of panic on his face. Instead, he laughed and said, "Young man from the Rong family, you are alive today thanks to my old man interceding for you. Are you trying to retaliate against my old man?"

Previously, Nie Tian originally wanted to kill Rong Qiwei, but Feng Shutong suddenly stopped him and Rong Qiwei survived until now.

But now, Rong Qiwei actually wants to take action against Feng Shutong. What is this but repaying kindness with hatred?

"Old man, you asked that boy to let me go because you are afraid of the power of our Rong family." Rong Qiwei smiled coldly and Senhan said: "I will kill you now. If you want to blame me, just blame you." That boy’s friend.”

As he said that, Rong Qiwei took a step forward and released his aura crazily, extremely violent and terrifying.

Feng Shutong twitched the corner of his mouth, with a playful look on his face.

It seemed that he had really let the wrong person go when he asked Nie Tian to let Rong Qiwei go.

But of course he will not be afraid of Rong Qiwei. Even if he only has the strength of a first-order near-sage, he still has a hundred and a thousand ways to kill Rong Qiwei.

"Die!" At this moment, Rong Qiwei screamed strangely, and then his figure moved and slapped his palm down wildly. The powerful palm power rolled out and condensed into a palm shadow, like a mountain, pressing towards Feng Shutong. come over.

"Senior, be careful!" When Yu Ruo'er saw this scene, she was so frightened that her face turned as white as paper and she screamed.

But Feng Shutong was not nervous at all, but had a strange smile on his face.

The next moment, a scroll appeared in his hand, and he opened it directly. Suddenly, the terrifying power of the formation surged out crazily. Endless formation runes circulated crazily in the void, forming a large formation in an instant.

"Bang!" Immediately, the terrifying palm shadow fell and bombarded the formation. A muffled sound was heard in the air, and the palm shadow shattered.

"Huh?" Rong Qiwei's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this scene, and his face couldn't help but become gloomy and ugly.

He did not expect that Feng Shutong actually had a formation scroll on his body.

And he felt that the aura of this formation was a bit weird, and he actually felt vaguely uneasy.

"You little bastard from the Rong family, you should never attack this old man." At this moment, Uncle Feng laughed strangely, and then he took a step forward, and a strange scene happened.

The formation runes in the space started flowing instantly, burning in the air, and then enveloped Feng Shutong's body, condensing into a blazing armor.

"What's going on?" Rong Qiwei had never seen such a scene before and couldn't help but screamed in shock.

"You little bastard, just die." Immediately, Feng Shutong sneered, stretched out his palm, and a flaming sword appeared in his hand. He raised his hand directly, and a flaming blade whizzed out and streaked through the air.

"Whoa!" Rong Qiwei's eyes trembled, and his figure immediately retreated, but he was still a step too late, and one of his arms was cut off directly by the flaming blade.

Blood gushed out crazily, instantly staining half of his body red.

"Ah!" Immediately, Rong Qiwei howled miserably, and the screams echoed through the void.

"Seventh Young Master!" When the warriors of the Rong family heard Rong Qiwei's screams, they immediately turned around. The sight they saw made their expressions change suddenly.

That skinny old man only had the strength of a first-level near-sage, how could he hurt Rong Qiwei so badly?

"What are you still doing? Help me!" Rong Qiwei endured the severe pain and howled strangely.

The warriors of the Rong family reacted, and their figures all moved, flying towards Rong Qiwei.

But at this time, Feng Shutong stopped taking action, and the flame armor outside his body also disappeared.

He looked up at Nie Tian and said calmly: "Boy Nie, what happens next depends on you."

He didn't want to fight against the Rong family warriors, but wanted to see how strong Nie Tian's fighting power was.

"Seventh Young Master, are you okay?" A group of Rong family warriors gathered around Rong Qiwei and asked nervously.

Rong Qiwei's eyes were red and fierce, like a ferocious beast. He pointed at Feng Shutong viciously and shouted: "Kill him!"

"Yes!" More than a dozen Rong family warriors agreed in unison, and their fierce wolf-like eyes immediately locked on Feng Shutong.

"Boom!" But at this moment, the void above suddenly trembled, and then a violent sword shadow appeared, tens of thousands of meters in size, pressing down on the void and roaring.

The warriors of the Rong family felt something was wrong, raised their heads suddenly, reacted instantly, and all took action, one after another violent attacks roared out, attacking the sword shadow.

"Bang bang bang..." The muffled sound of explosions kept coming from the void, but the sword shadow was so powerful that it was not shattered.

"Boom!" The next moment, the sword shadow fell, and several weaker Rong family warriors were swallowed up by the sword shadow on the spot and died miserably.

Even the powerful warriors of the Rong family were sent flying backwards by the impact of the sword shadow, drawing bloody trails in the air.

"Nie Tian, ​​your fighting power is indeed terrifying!" Feng Shutong saw this scene, his little eyes couldn't help but twinkle, and he said with shock in his heart.

He had already guessed before that Nie Tian's combat power was absolutely astonishing, far beyond the comparison of warriors of the same level.

But he didn't expect that Nie Tian's combat power would be so terrifying.

At this time, Nie Tian took a step forward and stood coldly in the air, his eyes as deep as death.

He had already used all his strength with the sword strike just now.

Although this sword failed to kill all the Rong family warriors, it caused the opponent to be completely routed.

The next moment, Nie Tian turned his eyes and locked onto Rong Qiwei coldly. With the corner of his mouth twitching, he spoke coldly: "Rong Qiwei, you have just saved a life, but you don't know how to cherish it. This time, no one can save you!"

Rong Qiwei was locked in by Nie Tian's eyes, and his body trembled with fear, and he actually had the intention of retreating in his heart.

He never dreamed that Nie Tian's fighting power would be so terrible.

At this moment, Nie Tian's figure moved, extremely fast, like a startling rainbow, attacking Rong Qiwei directly.

Nie Tian knew that Rong Qiwei's strength was not strong, but his status was very high.

If Rong Qiwei was killed, then the Rong family warriors would be in chaos.

"Boom!" Nie Tian was in mid-air, and the sword intent surged outside his body. A sword was slashed out, and the sword shadow broke through the air and blasted towards Rong Qiwei.

"Save me!" In an instant, Rong Qiwei felt the breath of death approaching, and his face turned pale with fear, and he screamed.

"Seventh Young Master!" The Rong family warriors around saw this scene and their faces instantly turned panic.

But at this time, it was too late for them to take action.

"Boom!" The next moment, the sword shadow fell, and the violent power burst out instantly, the sword light was bright and bloomed in the void, dazzling.

But under this gorgeous and dazzling, there was the most terrifying murderous intent.

Rong Qiwei's pupils expanded instantly, and he wanted to resist, but he was powerless to resist.

Then, he didn't even have time to shout the last scream, and was instantly swallowed by the sword shadow, died tragically on the spot, and his body was gone!