I, the Emperor of Heaven return

Feng Shutong saw Rong Qiwei looking at him, and there was no panic on his face. Instead, he laughed and said, "Young man from the Rong family, you can live until now, but it is thanks to my intercession for you. You don't want to repay kindness with enmity and attack me, do you?"

Before, Nie Tian was going to kill Rong Qiwei, but Feng Shutong suddenly stopped him, so Rong Qiwei lived until now.

And now, Rong Qiwei actually wants to attack Feng Shutong. What else is this but repaying kindness with enmity?

"Old thing, you let that kid let me go, but you are afraid of the power of our Rong family." Rong Qiwei smiled coldly and said coldly, "This young master will kill you now. If you want to blame someone, blame you for being that kid's friend."

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

Feng Shutong's mouth twitched, with a playful look on his face.

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

But of course he would not be afraid of Rong Qiwei. Even if he only had the strength of a first-level near-saint, he had a hundred, a thousand ways to kill Rong Qiwei.

"Die!" At this moment, Rong Qiwei screamed, and then his figure moved, and he slapped down with a palm, and the powerful palm force rolled out, condensed into a palm shadow, like a mountain, pressing towards Feng Shutong.

"Senior, be careful!" Yu Ruoer saw this scene, and her face turned pale 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 terrible power of the formation gushed out crazily, and endless formation runes flowed crazily in the void, and instantly condensed into a large formation.

"Bang!" Then, the terrible palm shadow fell and bombarded the large formation. A muffled sound came from the air, and the palm shadow collapsed directly.

"Hmm?" Rong Qiwei saw this scene, his eyes condensed slightly, and his face couldn't help but become low and ugly.

He didn't expect that Feng Shutong actually had a formation scroll on him.

And he felt that the aura of this formation was a bit strange, and he actually felt a sense of uneasiness.

"Little bastard of the Rong family, you should never, ever, attack me." At this time, Feng Shutong laughed strangely, and then he took a step forward, and a strange scene happened.

The formation runes in the space suddenly flowed, burned instantly in the air, and then enveloped Feng Shutong's body, condensing into a flame armor.

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

"Little bastard, die for me." Then, Feng Shutong sneered, stretched out his hand, and a flaming sword appeared in his hand. He raised his hand directly, and a flaming blade whizzed out and passed through the air.

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

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

"Ah!" Then, Rong Qiwei howled miserably, and the screams resounded through the void.

"Seventh Young Master!" When the Rong family warriors heard Rong Qiwei's screams, they immediately turned around, and the scene they saw made their faces change.

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

"What are you still standing there for, save me!" Rong Qiwei endured the severe pain and howled strangely.

The Rong family warriors reacted, and their figures moved together, flying towards Rong Qiwei.

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

He looked up at Nie Tian and said lightly: "Nie boy, the next thing depends on you."

He didn't want to fight with 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 surrounded Rong Qiwei and asked nervously.

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

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

"Boom!" But at this moment, the void in the sky suddenly trembled, and then a violent sword shadow appeared, which was tens of thousands of meters long, pressing the void and roaring.

The Rong family warriors felt something was wrong, suddenly raised their heads, reacted instantly, and attacked together. A series of violent attacks whistled out and attacked the sword shadow.

"Bang bang bang..." In the void, there were constant muffled explosions, but the sword shadow was so powerful that it was not shattered.

"Boom!" The next moment, the sword shadow fell, and several Rong family warriors with weaker strength were swallowed by the sword shadow and died tragically.

Even those powerful Rong family warriors were hit by the sword shadow and flew backwards, leaving bloody tracks in the air.

"Nie Tian, ​​your fighting power is really terrifying!" Feng Shutong saw this scene, and his eyes flickered, and he said in shock.

He had guessed before that Nie Tian's fighting power was absolutely amazing, far beyond the same level of warriors.

But he didn't expect that Nie Tian's fighting power was so terrifying.

At this time, Nie Tian took a step forward and stood coldly in the air, with a pair of eyes as low as killing.

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

Although this sword failed to kill all the Rong family warriors, it made the opponent's army directly defeated.

The next moment, Nie Tian turned his eyes and locked them coldly on Rong Qiwei. With the corner of his mouth twitching, Senhan said: "Rong Qiwei, you already took a life just now, but you don't know how to cherish it. This time , no one can save you!"

Rong Qiwei was locked with Nie Tian's gaze. He was so frightened that his body trembled, and he actually wanted to retreat.

He never dreamed that Nie Tian's combat power could be so terrifying.

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

Nie Tian knew that Rong Qiwei was not very powerful, but his status was very high.

If Rong Qiwei is killed, then the Rong family warriors themselves will be in chaos.

"Boom!" Nie Tianren was in mid-air, his sword intent surged wildly outside his body, and he shot out with a sword. The shadow of his sword pierced the air and struck towards Rong Qiwei.

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

"Seventh Young Master!" When the Rong family warriors around saw this scene, their expressions instantly became panicked.

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

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

But beneath this dazzling sight, there is the most terrifying murderous intention.

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

Immediately, before he even had time to scream out his last scream, he was instantly swallowed by the shadow of the sword and died tragically on the spot, with no bones left!