Chapter 4393 Feng Yun Arrives

"Boom!" In the hall of Fengtian Mingzong's Xingfeng, Tianyue Banner Master Fan Zhong was furious and slapped down with a palm. The shadow of his palm was as powerful as a mountain, pressing down on Nie Tian.

In an instant, Nie Tian felt the pressure of heaven and earth, and his face changed.

He didn't expect that Fan Zhong was so bold that he dared to attack him in the Xingfeng Hall in public.

After all, this is the Xingfeng Hall. Although the status of others is not as high as Fan Zhong, it is not much different.

Fan Zhong was furious and blatantly attacked, which clearly showed the suspicion of murder!

But the others were just shocked and did not want to stop him.

Fan Zhong is the eighth-level Tianwu Saint Ancestor, who is only one step away from reaching the peak of Tianwu. His strength can be imagined.

Fan Zhong knew that Nie Tian was not comparable to ordinary Tianjie warriors, so he increased the strength of his palm.

With this palm, not to mention the Tianjie Saint King warrior, even the weaker Tianwu Saint Ancestor would be killed on the spot.

No matter how strong Nie Tian is, no matter how powerful he is, he can't match the Heavenly Tribulation Realm with the Heavenly Tribulation Realm to be comparable to the Heavenly Martial Saint Ancestor.

Fan Zhong was sure that Nie Tian would definitely die if a palm fell!

Nie Tian stood coldly, his figure motionless as a mountain.

Facing the overwhelming palm, Nie Tian just took a light step, and suddenly a sword intent soared into the sky, turning into a sword shadow, like a thousand-pound top, strongly resisting.

"Bang!" The next moment, the palm shadow fell, with a muffled sound, the huge sword shadow broke into pieces, and the sword energy rushed in all directions.

However, the palm shadow also lost its power when it was about to fall on Nie Tian's head, and it broke into pieces.

Nie Tian's body shook slightly, retreated a few steps, stood steadily, and his face was normal.

"How is it possible?" Fan Zhong's pupils shrank and he screamed directly.

The power of a palm is enough to kill a Tianwu strongman, but it was easily blocked by Nie Tian. How could Fan Zhong not be shocked?

Moreover, Nie Tian only released a sword intent, and he didn't even use his sword, which means that he has not yet revealed his true strength.

"This..." Seeing this, the others 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 so, the strength displayed by Nie Tian has subverted everyone's understanding of martial arts.

Wen Lun and others were also stunned.

Although they had seen Nie Tian's attack before, the shock they felt at this moment was even stronger.

You know, the person who attacked was Fan Zhong, the leader of Tianyue Banner!

Fan Zhong is far from being comparable to Xin Ya Su Ke and others. This is a real strong man.

But Nie Tian's expression remained unchanged, which means that he is confident to confront Fan Zhong head-on!

But is this possible?

A Heavenly Tribulation Saint King Warrior, fighting against a strong man who almost stepped on the peak of Tianwu, this is too shocking.

"Master Fan, you can't hold back your temper so soon, are you going to kill someone to silence him?" Nie Tian's mouth twitched, his eyes stared at Fan Zhong coldly, and he also had the intention to kill.

Fan Zhong clenched his fists, and the muscles on his face were twitching.

Nie Tian's eyes, like a pair of sharp blades, pierced his disguise mercilessly.

Moreover, Nie Tian was very cunning, and he forced him to this point without making a sound.

At this time, Fan Zhong couldn't help but feel a little dilemma.

He didn't expect that Nie Tian's strength could be so strong.

And he had already made a move, which undoubtedly made others suspicious.

He failed to kill Nie Tian with the first palm. If he made another move next time, then he, the master of the flag, would be really embarrassed.

More importantly, no one tried to stop him just now, but it didn't mean that no one would stand up next time.

In the current situation, Nie Tian has the upper hand, but Fan Zhong is riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off.

Nie Tian's calmness also made Fan Zhong hesitate.

Fan Zhong even had a feeling that Nie Tian's peak combat power might not be weaker than his!

Although this idea made him feel incredible, the silver-haired young man in front of him obviously could not be inferred by common sense. Anything that happened to him was not surprising.

"Boy, don't spit blood." Fan Zhong took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said solemnly: "You deliberately angered this flag master and let this flag master attack you. I think you are the one with evil intentions!"

"Huh." Nie Tian couldn't help laughing, and said contemptuously: "Fan Flag Master, you are the first one I have ever seen who can reverse black and white so confidently. It seems that our Fengtian Fate Sect is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

"Hmm?" Fan Zhong frowned, and heard that Nie Tian's words were a little wrong, and said coldly: "Boy, are you from Fengtian Fate Sect?"

"He is..." Wen Lun saw this and stepped forward. Just when he was about to tell Nie Tian's identity, he suddenly felt a powerful force behind him, which made him shudder.

Turning around, a gray-clothed figure came at him like lightning, with a mighty aura all around him. While he was still in mid-air, he slapped out with a palm directly, heading for Nie Tian.

Nie Tian also felt the strong pressure, his face sank slightly, and the Haotian Sword was unsheathed directly, and a sharp sword intent rushed out from behind, resisting the sudden palm.

"Bang!" The next moment, a muffled sound came out, and in the explosion, rolling waves rushed out, raging wildly.

Nie Tian's figure retreated dozens of meters, and then he barely stabilized his body, but he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

In the lobby, a gray-clothed figure descended strongly, with a violent aura all around him, like a wild beast.

"Master Shen!" The sudden scene made everyone's face change, and then they saw the person clearly, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

The person who came was none other than Shen Yunhe, one of the four flag masters of Fengtian Mingzong and the leader of Fengyun Banner!

Shen Yunhe looked young, still in middle age, with a pair of extremely vicious eyes, fixed on Nie Tian.

Nie Tian frowned slightly, the blood at the corner of his mouth disappeared, and the whole person regained his momentum.

The palm strike just now was really dangerous. If he hadn't drawn his sword in time, he would probably have been a corpse at this time.

Shen Yunhe injured Nie Tian with one palm strike, while Fan Zhong missed with one palm strike. 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's furious palm strike obviously used 70% of his strength.

Even so, his palm strike only caused Nie Tian to suffer minor injuries.

For Nie Tian, ​​who has the tenth lifeline, such an injury is completely fine.

"You didn't die after being hit by this flag master's palm strike. You really have some strength!" Shen Yunhe stood still, staring coldly at Nie Tian with a gloomy face.

"So you are Shen Ke's father, and you are here to avenge your son, right?" Nie Tian took a step forward, his face darkened, revealing a terrifying look.

"Boy, you can be so calm when you are about to die. This flag master admires you a little." Shen Yunhe smiled coldly, and a surging aura surged around him, which was so powerful and surging that it even had the momentum of thunderclouds roaring.

"This..." Seeing this, everyone in the hall couldn't help but take a breath.

Who would have thought that Shen Yunhe would actually use the power of blood directly.

It is obvious that Shen Yunhe has made up his mind to kill Nie Tian!

This is no wonder. Shen Yunhe is strong and domineering, and no one dares to provoke him in Fengtian Mingzong.

And his only son was beaten in public, how could he not be angry.

Fan Zhong looked at Shen Yunhe, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, revealing a gloomy look.

He missed the first chance to kill Nie Tian, ​​and it was no longer suitable for him to make another move. The arrival of Shen Yunhe was just right.

He could use Shen Yunhe's hand to kill Nie Tian!